We all make them. Sometimes we break them. But what happens when the promise you break haunts your dreams, when that moment of betrayal echoes within every last beat of your heart?Love.
Love is passionate, painful, and all consuming in the most brutal yet beautiful way. How many people have you said ‘I love you’ to? Five, ten, maybe no one? I’ve said that word to two men, but only one where I felt it.
Tragic.
This word sums up my relationship with Nicolas: devastating, painful, depressing.
A first love that should have lasted a lifetime, but I ruined with a stupid decision. Shakespeare would refer to Nicolas as my star crossed lover, and I should know that stories such as ours always end in tragedy, but even with that, I can’t not love him, even if I’m married to someone else.
I would like to start by saying that the Prologue is confusing...just like she says it will be. Until, like she says, closer to the end. I'd like to think that I am the kind of person who would never condone Peyton's behavior, but I would be lying. This tragically beautiful story destroyed my heart. This is actually the second book that I have read where I make excuses for behavior I would NOT normally tolerate from any one. Apparently, I'm judgey.