The moment those words come out of the doctor’s mouth, I feel sick.
The life I have dreamed of…obliterated.
How will he look at me?
How can he accept me?
He'll know what I hid from him.
He'll know everything.
It’s over. It’s completely over. I can't tell him "I love Us" anymore.
Even though I do.
Even though it will kill me.
I can't tell him anything. Everything is ruined. Pummeled. Broken.
I have to leave him. I have to give up us.
I know he'll come after me.
I just have to do something to make him not want to.
I thought this book was fairly well written, and some of the characters made me laugh out loud with their antics. But, for me it seemed to be quite slow. The behavior and actions of Finley had me constantly picturing an angsty, teenage girl rather than a grown woman, and I had to remind myself multiple times. I found a lot of scenes feeling like they were too much, too over-the-top an!d not real or relatable at all. Because of this, I couldn't get connected.
That is, until chapter 34. Chapter 34 ripped my heart out and stomped all over it. And it's NOT just because I am currently pregnant! That was rough, and I can only imagine how rough it must have been for the author to have written it. It ended very sweetly, in my humble opinion.
Bob says: 3 Platypires