I wish words did justice to this book, I wish a million reviews did justice to this book, I wish a standing ovation all over the world did justice to this book, but no matter what, nothing does justice to how beautiful this book was, how lovely this journey has been and how deeply invested I have been in. I knew Letizia had an art of writing for when I read Shane's book, but Ian's book? It crossed all charts. I read this book in one sitting, letting go of my sleep to keep both characters, especially Ian, so close to my heart because me falling asleep scared me that I might lose hold of them. And I never wanted to lose them, never wanted to let go. I drank this book, felt tears prick my eyes on many occasions and never have I ever wanted a couple to end up together so badly. Ian and Amelie? They are made for each other, they belong with each other, they are just....meant to be. If fate believes in love? It certainly created our #Amelan. I love them, I love them so much that I would specially be getting a paperback of their story because I just need it right there, in front of me, as a reminder that in this cruel and upsetting world, if I never get love? If I am that unfortunate enough? I'll live by the feeling that somewhere here, Shane and Heaven exist, Ian and Amelie exist, and that love? Love blooms between them, blossoming a bubble around them that is too beautiful and too pure to look at.
I wish I could put it into more words for how well put together this book is, how well the emotions play in this, oh-yes, the way this book has emotions? I love books which play with emotions and their painful life is exactly what pulled at my heartstrings. They both went through so much, especially Ian. Love is a stupid thing. Especially when you fall in love with a person you cannot have. And to see Ian KNOW this, he still chose to hurt himself by keeping the life of friendship alive, knowing how much it used to hurt him and chisel him alive that she can never be his. Because that's what loves makes you do. As Amelie said, I'll say it in regards of Ian, "Going after that one percent is better than not going at all."
Ian broke my heart every single time just because he was breaking his in return. There are many scenes which just break your heart so beautifully for them that you wish to the stars above for them to be together through thick and thin. Seeing Ian cry as he wished for what his heart desired and all the chaos that had followed and that followed? Purely heartbreaking. But seeing them together at the ICCE, especially towards the end? I loved it. I loved each and every single moment of them, the end making me scream in delight and happiness at least a million times, Letizia can testify to that through our dms. My one respectful dm was also along the lines, "I want to scream and dance and hold your hands as I twirl you around and hurl you out of the window because that's how happy I am."
I would 10000000000000000000000% recommend this book to everyone. It doesn't matter what your taste it, this book? This author? She is meant for you. I wish I got my message across but Ian and Amelie? They deserve all the daisies and all the cheese nachos with champagne and all the popular and unpopular opinions and all the cheesy lines, because rest assured, they were so buttery good. So buttery French, that Eiffel for them. (Yes, Letizia, thank you for this.) And audience? Let me extend Letizia's sweet, warm hugs to you in the best and nicest way possible, "I'm not as think as you drunk I am." Au revoir
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“Hi, beautiful Amelie.”
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“I meant it when I said I’m not looking for a girlfriend, Amelie. But you . . .” He shrugs. “You’re my favorite notification.”
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“I’ve wanted you for a whole year, every single day.”
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Every single furrow and muscle in his body has been put in front of me to lead me down a road of temptation I honestly want no GPS for.
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A friend is someone who doesn’t judge you. Who maybe can’t make things better, but will try, and if all else fails, will just sit in silence with you. Someone you can count on, someone who is happy when you are. A friend is someone who makes you laugh a little harder and smile a whole lot more.” With another step, he stands before me. “You are that to me. Am I that to you?”
“Yes,” I answer with no hesitation. “You are.”
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“You and I are never a bad idea,” he says in a dark voice that sends a wave of pressure down my stomach.
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I want you so much my everything hurts.
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“You’re mine, Amelie, You’re all . . . fucking . . . mine.”
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“I knew I was playing with fire, Amelie. And besides, I’d let you burn me anytime.”
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“You’re my perfect girl.”
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“I chose you unconditionally, and I’ll never change my mind.”
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“You feel like a fucking dream I don’t want to wake up from, Amelie.”
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I’d do it all over again. I’d take any path, no matter how painful, as long as it brought me here. To Ian.
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“Know what’s on the menu?”
As he flashes the brightest smile at me, my heart flutters. I do know what’s on the menu.
“Me n’ u.”
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“But I’d marry you every day, forever, if that’s what you wanted.”