***5 broken beyond repair stars***
Damn, I'm still thinking about this. It won't leave my head....that's a good sign.
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I'm still thinking about this book, after a night of sleep. It had such a huge impact on my soul, on my life. I'm not sure I can ever recover. But it was worth all the pain. It just needs to be experienced for others to understand my dilemma.
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Wow!
Speechless.
Broken.
Shattered.
Numb.
Mended.
Healed.
Forever changed.
Those are only a few words to describe how I'm feeling. I've cried so many tears, I lost count. My nose is stuffed up, my eyes bloodshot and red, my heart torn and my soul...I don't know? It's in pieces. Going in, I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew I was angry about how things went down in Invisible Love Letter . I was mad at Emilia. So angry. She made some huge mistakes and ones I wasn't sure I could forgive her for. But going into this, I was unprepared for the journey. The emotional battle of feelings I felt. I loved that this was told in only Weston's pov, because not only did I get to see in his head; every thought, every action, every conflict...but I got to understand Emilia so much better. And not far in did things start getting a bit emotional. I understood why she did certain things, why she didn't. Seeing it through West's eyes gave me a chance to come to terms with her decisions. And then I was rooting for them.
But then...*deep breath*
We get struck with a lightening storm that rocked our beings. And I couldn't. Catch. My breath. At every turn there was a battle for West and Emilia to fight. They never caught a break. I never caught a break. Between the sobs and deep breathing and clutching of my chest, I felt like I was having a heart attack. It hurt. So. Bad.
I'm still reeling from the events that took place. My eyes are still burning, my throat tight. This was...unexpected. Not sure if it's a good or bad way, but it definitely will stay with me. For a long time.
In Invisible Love Letter, Emilia was young and made stupid choices.
In Endless Love Letter, she grew up and owned up to her mistakes, but in my eyes, she redeemed herself tenfold. I just wished things had gone a different way for her, for them. I wished...
No, I won't say. I mustn't spoil this beauty. For those that have read ILL and chose not to go on because of how it ended, I urge you to read this one. You'll get closure and answers...and the most epic endless love of all-time. I promise.
For Weston fans, please...read his story. He deserves to have his story read. He was the ultimate hero. I was a Weston Carter fan from the get-go, but journeying through this with him solidified my love. He was protective and charming, funny and sensitive, loving and downright sexy. Bad boy rockstar with a heart of gold. He made me weak in the knees and sighing in bliss. The way he was with certain people had me clutching my heart in awe. I just loved him, which was why I cried so much. He suffered such turmoil and agony. You could feel his emotions bleed off the pages, so palpable. Damn, I'm crying just thinking about it. The last 20% drained me of all energy, left me exhausted and weary.
Now I must go drown my misery in the shower for a little bit and cuddle my babies before bedtime. This story has changed me, making me grateful for each day I have with my family. Make everyday count. Never waste it. We're all on borrowed time.