4.5/5.
Reread in 2022 and keeping the same original rating from 2013.
This is an emotionally complex, character-driven story about two people's separate paths towards healing following the betrayals by their now deceased spouses with one another. While Leah embraces life and her new independence with great gusto, Sebastian is consumed by anger and hurt and his pain remains fresh. Yet in spite of their different ways of dealing with their shared secret heartbreak, they find themselves irresistibly drawn towards each other.
“Liar. You’re much too selfish. For some strange reason it’s one of the things I like best about you.”
Leah tilted her chin and smiled. “I thought we disliked each other.”
“Oh, we do,” he said, taking another sip. “I detest you quite thoroughly. Especially when you smile.”
Her lips flattened. “Do you?”
He gestured toward her with the drink, the liquid sloshing out the side to drip over his thigh. Leah’s gaze followed the brandy’s path where it darkened on his trousers, then jerked upward again as he spoke.
“You’re too bloody happy. It’s very offensive.”
“Indeed?” she said, trying not to smile ...more
Leah was the model daughter, the model wife, outwardly. The death of her husband unexpectedly gives her the freedom to finally unshackle herself from her family's and society's expectations of her. She grieved the death of her marriage many months ago and is seemingly long past acceptance, while Sebastian is still struggling through the early stages of grief, especially channelling his anger towards Leah, who is too effervescent to play the proper role of a widow in mourning. He soon finds out that Leah is no shallow, vacuous lady. After years of submitting herself to the wishes of others, she is finally ready to fight back.
Sebastian gave her a nod. “Thank you, Mrs. George. That’s very kind.”
“Please, my lord,” she murmured. “You were Ian’s closest friend, so dear to him. How could I ever abandon you? He would think I had betrayed your friendship, something he would never have done.”
Sebastian stiffened. How sweet and beguiling her tone as she fired the first volley. A reminder of Ian’s betrayal...
It's been a while since a book has moved me to tears, but Leah is such a beautifully portrayed character, so easy to sympathise with - her vulnerability and tattered self esteem left in the aftermath of her husband’s infidelity, her stolen moments of simple joys, her quiet strength and dignity in reclaiming her life and herself again. And yet for all Leah's public displays of moving on with life, inwardly she remains haunted by the events of the past, and consequently is afraid to consider a future with Sebastian. Sebastian started with a stick up his aristocratic arse, but he has his motivations to keep the affair of their spouses hidden.
The dialogue is snappy and clever and the multi-layered interaction between the main characters is reminiscent of Sherry Thomas at her finest. The occasionally humerous banter between the two provides light interludes amidst the aching, dark despair in the aftermath of discovering the extent of the betrayal. A story well told but let down a bit by the dousy love scene. Why he has to ask Leah, what she and Ian got up to each step of the way was beyond me.