I had no idea what this story was about. I just started it, because I read everything Colleen Hoover writes. No. I don’t just read her stories. I drink them down and dwell inside them. She creates characters and worlds that cling to you, that make you face all your hopes and fears, that put you through the full range of emotions.
Anyway, long story short, I was completely unprepared for how a book with such a pretty cover could contain such ugliness, pain, and suffering. I mean, the destroyed flower probably should have been a warning sign . . . Regardless, it’s still a gorgeous story, in the kind of way the embers of a fire are beautiful, after the flames have just destroyed something.
Be sure to read the author’s note at the end of the story.