Wow. Okay, wow.
That blew past my expectations.
Is this book perfect? Absolutely not. But goddamn did it show a real glimpse of humanity, pain, love, selflessness, trauma, and bravery despite it all.
Crista was brutally attacked as a 16 year old and has spent the past ten years trying to heal and cope with the aftermath. Scrap has spent the past ten years in prison serving time for killing her assailant in broad daylight. He’s finally released from prison, and when he comes home he’s hoping for him and Crista to be together. But when he comes home, he finds Crista to be very different than who she was before the attack. She’s guarded, hiding herself, and her scars are more than skin-deep. She has PTSD, and he’s unprepared for how to navigate helping her through her flashbacks and episodes. Everybody thinks she’s fragile, but she’s not made of glass. Scrap believes in her, and he’s so incredibly patient with her. It’s like he’s slowly taming a wild horse that spooks easy. And he’s not perfect. He makes mistakes, but he always has her well-being at the forefront of his intentions.
This was definitely a slow burn. But I loved every second of it. The patience of this man… So freaking good. Watching her slowly get stronger, do more, strive for better—I was so proud of her. I loved both MCs equally.
This book made my heart race. It made me cry. It made me smile. I deeply resonated with Crista. I haven’t experienced the type of trauma she went through, but I have my own experiences with PTSD and let me tell you this book really hit home for me. It was very realistic, and I resonated a lot with her. My heart went out to her. Some scenes were so relatable they had me crying. Cate C Wells must know a thing or two about what it feels like to be broken. It hit too close to home, and I say that as a compliment.
I wouldn’t say this book is for everybody. I saw some people complaining about Crista and how heavy her trauma is. I found it realistic. I felt… represented by reading this. I haven’t experienced exactly what she went through, but I have my own scars—both physical and mental—and this book was almost comforting for me. Seeing her work through it despite her fear, her depression, her low self esteem. Seeing her fall in love despite herself. Seeing a man love her, all of her, and help her to start to love herself again… Yeah. That’s my kind of story.