La semana pasada leí otro libro con esta temática y despues de terminar FoFM, me dan ganas de subirle la calificación. La gran diferencia es que cuando el protagonista regresó nunca trató mal a la prota, otra diferencia es que la protagonista siguió con su vida y no se quedó esperándolo, ah! y el protagonista tomó decisiones para el bien de ella y cuando se convirtieron en pareja no hubo falta de comunicación.
Me gustan los second Chance, pero mi problema es que en la mayoría el protagonista abandona a la prota y años después regresa como si nada y la tonta de la prota actúa como si nada hubiera pasado, ¿es mucho pedir que ella se de su lugar y lo haga trabajar por su perdón?
Milo es una basura y Liv no tiene dignidad.
Spoilers ⚠️
La madre de Milo era amiga de la madre de Olivia, un día la familia de Milo tuvo un accidente automovilístico en donde la mamá murió y el papá fue a la cárcel por conducir borracho; entonces la familia de Olivia se hace cargo de él. Ambos se enamoraron y todo iba bien, tenían planes pata irse a vivir juntos, pero a la mamá de Liv le detectaron cáncer y meses después murió, al día siguiente del entierro, Milo abandonó a Liv y ella no volvió a saber de él por 15 años.
Pues en ese tiempo separados Olivia se hizo amiga del papá de Milo, lograron apelar la sentencia y se volvieron unidos. Lamentablemente (en el presente) Mac esta desahuciado y es cuando Milo reaparece.
La entrada de Milo fue horrible porque el idiota se siente ofendido de que Oliva esté cuidando al asesino de su mamá, y pues le grita cosas horribles, ella lo perdona y este ciclo se repite en todo el libro. La única razón por la cual la buscó después tantos años, ni fue para intentar recuperarla o porque estuviera arrepentido de dejarla, no, fue para gritarle.
Desde la adolescencia, Oliva antepuso las necesidades del tipejo a las de ella y él felizmente toma y toma y no da nada a cambio. Cuando la mamá de Oliva tenia cáncer, en lugar de estar para ella, este se alejo y ella estuvo cuidando de su mamá y de él porque el pobrecito sufrirá mucho ya que nuevamente perdería a alguien que amaba 🙄, claro, Liv se la estaba pasando bomba.
Me molestó que Milo todo le resultó fácil después de irse, prácticamente todo le cayó en el regazo, en cambio Olivia sufrió y tuvo que luchar por superar la pérdida de su mamá, de su bebé y de Milo.
Ojalá Liv tuviera un poco de amor propio, el idiota se la pasa lastimandola y ella lo perdona una y otra vez. La rata asquerosa tiene estallidos de ira cada 5 minutos, según él todo es culpa de Olvia, no se queda callado y descarga sus frustraciones con ella.
Fue necesario que alguien le dijera al idiota que no estaba siendo justo con Olivia para que
dejara de atacarla, tristemente esto no duro:
“Take it from someone who’s lived well past her prime. When it comes to Olivia, it’s time to let bygones be bygones. It’s simple—forgive her, and move on.” I’m about to argue, but the stern expression on Roxanne’s face makes me think twice. “If you’re so intent on making a list of the ways she’s wronged you, then it’s only fair that you make the same list for all the ways you’ve wronged her. There’s no question that your list would be far lengthier than hers.”
I’ve never thought about it that way before. I’ve been so focused on Liv’s betrayal that I forgot I’ve done the same to her.
“When you arrived in Las Vegas, you were lucky that Pike and Eloise welcomed you with open arms. Yes, you’ve worked hard for your success, but from day one, you had their unwavering support.” Roxanne briefly pauses to take another drag of her cigarette. “Olivia didn’t have a single person in her corner after you were gone—not one.” Disappointment rolls off Roxanne’s voice in waves. “Despite that, aside from defending Mac, has Olivia shown any ill will toward you since you came back a few weeks ago?” She tilts her head, examining me as she waits for my admission.
I hesitantly shake my head, ashamed to acknowledge I’ve treated Liv poorly. However, that’s not good enough for Roxanne, who’s ready to keep dishing out my well-deserved lecture. I’m beginning to regret my frequent candid conversations with her right about now, knowing she’s this comfortable with telling me how shitty of a person I am.
The only reason I came back to New York was to find a way to make both Liv and Mac pay for their wrongdoings. I wouldn’t have made the effort if Liv hadn’t been a part of the equation.
I was convinced that my anger toward her was justified because she was close to Mac. Even after I found out about the miscarriage, I had a difficult time accepting their relationship. Until now, I’ve begrudgingly put my feelings aside, convincing myself I was doing Liv a favor.
Luego de eso tuvieron unas semanas tranquilas, pero cada día Mac se ponía peor y Liv quería contarle a Milo un gran secreto: Que Mac no iba conduciendo el día después accidente, pero Mac le hizo prometer que se lo diría hasta después de su muerte. Olivia respeto sus deseos y cuando le contó la verdad al idiota, este se volvió loco y la insulto:
“Are you serious? Do you hear yourself?” I roll my eyes, trying to understand how she can’t see how wrong she is. “You’ve known about this since I came back here for answers. You sat by as I spewed hateful words at a dying man when you could have been the one to help mend our relationship before it was too late. If you had told me the truth, I would have been able to make amends with my dad while he was still alive. You stole that opportunity from me.”
I need to get away from here before I spiral any more out of control. I need to get out of this city. Now.
“Let me guess, Liv. You wanted Mac’s love and affection all to yourself. You wouldn’t have been able to stand it if my dad had forgiven me, because then he would have stopped loving you. You were nothing but an imitation, a replacement when he couldn’t have me in his life.”
I’ve hit an all-time low. If I were in my right mind, I wouldn’t say these cruel things, but I’m not. I’m a train wreck, and I’m taking Liv down right along with me like I always knew I would.
“You’re nothing but a goddamn liar,” I spit out, my voice filled with hatred. “You made me think I was the only one in need of forgiveness, but that wasn’t the case, was it?”
It’s a rhetorical question. I don’t want her to answer me.
“We’re finished, Olivia, do you hear me?” I say, void of all emotion. Her full name coming from my mouth is a warning not to provoke me any further.
“Milo, please…” Tears stream down her cheeks as she pleads with me to understand. To somehow accept that she’s been lying to me all this time.
It’s over. The damage is done. Mac is dead, and I’ll never be able to ask for his forgiveness for how I treated him when he was never to blame for any of this. Ma’s death was nothing more than a tragic accident.as horribles y al día siguiente se presenta como si nada. También se supone que Olivia sw dio cuenta él esta mal y a los pocos segundos de volverlo a ver sale con esto:
“Liv, don’t you get it?” Milo says in a hushed tone so only I can hear. “It doesn’t matter how messed up in the head I am. I will always want you,” he vows. “I hate to break it to you, but you and me? We’ll never be over.” He pulls back slightly, reaching out to caress my cheek with his hand, gently stroking his thumb against my jawline.
I let out a choked cry, unable to form an intelligible word as a flood of emotions courses through my body.
“It doesn’t matter how many years we’re apart, the physical distance between us, or the animosity we feel toward each other. Whether we like it or not, our souls have been intertwined since before we met, an invisible force always pulling us back to each other. Our fates are intricately woven together; one can’t be unraveled without the other,” Milo admits.
“Remember back in high school when you used to call your mom your North Star, and I was the bright star leading your way?” he asks, not continuing on until I nod. “Well, you’ve always been my sun. My only source of oxygen, light, and energy. Without you, I’ve been shrouded in nothing but darkness and my own misfortune. I don’t have an answer for how we get through this. I just know that we have to find a way through it together,” he declares as he holds me tightly. “You’re it for me, Liv. You’re my beginning, middle, and end. I can’t walk away from you again…”
I don’t speak as I lean my head against Milo’s shoulder, no fight left in me. I take in the feel of his strong arms wrapped around me as he holds me close, both of us in dire need of a reprieve from the constant turmoil in our lives.
Obviamente ella tuvo que cargar con la culpa de algo que no era su culpa, y él idiota la volvió a abandonar.
Pasaron cuatro meses en los cuales Olvia estaba mal y sólo se recuperó porque se enteró que estaba embarazada; el idiota por otro lado, se la pasó intentando acostarse
con cualquiera, no lo hizo porque no podía ponerse duro.
El narcisista dice que no cree que pueda personar a Oliva, ¿perdonarla? El único que merece pedir perdón es él. Dios, no lo soporto.
Pike, I owe you and Els my life,” I say with warmth. “I will forever be grateful for the gift you gave me—a place to start fresh and to be myself. I know you only want what’s best for me, and you might think it’s Liv, but honestly? I don’t think I can forgive her…not this time.” A lump forms in my throat, and I fight back the unshed tears I’ve been holding back for months. Grown-ass men don’t cry.
“How am I supposed to move on knowing Ma’s death was a terrible accident that couldn’t have been prevented and I’ve spent more than half my life blaming my dad? I’m enraged he didn’t fight harder for me. He should never have confessed to a crime he didn’t commit in the first place, and even then, he should have done more to clear his name, to make his way home to me, but he never did. It hurts to know he trusted Liv with the truth, but not me. He readily accepted that I would always hate him, so much so that he didn’t put any effort into making amends. Tell me, Pike, how do I get past something like that? How do I look Liv in the eye—the one person who was supposed to have my back, no matter what—and forgive her for taking away my last chance at making things right with my dad?” My voice cracks toward the end of my admission, my composure smashed to smithereens.
Olivia no aprende:
Every time I exit through the main doors after work, I find myself looking up, expecting to see Milo jogging toward me from his spot on the park bench across the street like he did the day he unexpectedly stormed back into my life. Even when he was seeking revenge, he still cared. He denied it at the time, but I like to think I know his intentions better than he does, just like he knows me better than I know myself.
¡Que alguien la lleve a terapia!
Whenever I think back to the day of Mac’s wake, I can’t help but wonder if there was anything I could have done to prevent Milo from leaving me again. No matter how often I play the scene in my mind, I come to the same conclusion: he was never going to stay.
Milo’s anger toward me was justified, and I wasn’t surprised by his behavior when I told him the truth. In fact, he reacted just as I’d predicted he would. The only difference being that in my mind, I was naïve enough to think that after he had time to process the truth, he would come back to me. I’d hoped that the good times we shared would outweigh the bad, and he’d decide that, despite everything, he couldn’t live without me.
Más patética no puede ser:
The way I see it, Milo and I have both made monumental mistakes that have changed the course of our lives. Without a way to alter the past, all we can do now is move forward and start anew.
I hope that Milo is a part of my new beginning, but I know in my heart that even if he isn’t, I’ll be okay.
Por un segundo creí en Olivia, y luego va a disculparse con el idiota:
You weren’t worried about my well-being when you left me alone at Mac’s wake,” I say. “You’ve had plenty of opportunities to reach out since then. Why now?” I fold my arms across my chest, letting him know that I’m not backing down without answers.
“I should have told you sooner.” I drop my head in remorse, not wanting to face him. “It haunts me knowing I was part of the reason you never reconciled with Mac. He thought he was doing the right thing by not telling you what really happened the night of the accident, and I couldn’t convince him otherwise. I should have ignored his wishes and told you anyway…and now it’s too late, and for that, I’m so sorry.”
Luego de una triste disculpa por parte del idiota, ella lo perdona y son felices por siempre 🤮.
I choose forgiveness. To spend the rest of my life striving to achieve true happiness, because I’ve experienced what happens when I don’t. Despite the pain and hurt that Milo has caused me, he’s also been my greatest source of joy.
I silently place my hands over his as we feel our son kick for the first time.
“I love you, Milo Leland Covell,” I murmur. My heart thumps loudly as I finally speak those three little words.
“I love you, Liv. I love you both,” Milo says in a hushed tone as he softly kisses my swollen belly.
Ah y al final fue ella la que tuvo que abandonar su vida para irse a vivir con él.