First of all, in the beginning, I loved Cole, the hero. Sure, he did a really, really stupid thing when he was a stupid kid and pushed the love of his life away “for her own good.” I really hate that kind of thing in adult romances, but this was the action of a stupid kid, so I cut him some slack. And he was sweet and groveled nicely, and helped take care of the heroine’s sick mother, so I was really enjoying Cole (in the beginning, that is).
Frankie was a little tougher for me to warm up to, but I didn’t dislike her. She was a stupid kid herself when Cole did the stupid, stupid thing that pushed her away, and she responded like any stupid kid would. (By running away and not demanding any real, grown-up conversation or closure for their relationship). And like I said, in adult romance that kind of stupid misunderstanding is a dealbreaker for me, but in flashbacks to when the characters were kids, I can handle it. I persevered and read on.
Then there’s the climax of the story and several things soured my reading experience:
But, just because the book didn’t stick it’s landing doesn’t mean it’s a bad book. It just has some stuff in it that wasn’t my cuppa. It’s a still a well-written, angsty, emotional book, and I really did feel the love and connection between Frankie and Cole. I’ll definitely read more of the author’s work. I have a feeling that just because this one wasn’t for me, I’d probably really like a story between side characters Faith and Carter.
Does this book contribute to or help crush the romance stigma?
It’s clean and sober. No rehab needed.
Other reading suggestions
I’ll definitely check out the author’s backlist. And for another great, angsty, emotional second-chance romance, check out From This Moment by Melanie Harlow.