Disappointing as romance and disappointing as suspense
Paisley is a 36-year-old, twice-divorced, romance author. She has never forgotten her first love, Ty, whom she dated, and regularly had sex with, for 2-1/2 years in high school. Immediately after graduating, just before he left to join the Army, Ty dumped her without a backward glance. There has been zero effort from either of them to contact each other during the past 18 years. Until, entirely by accident, at the start of this story, they bump into each other at the wedding of mutual friends.
For the past two years, Ty, who is former Special Forces, has suffered from a serious case of PTSD. It is due to survivor's guilt caused by his irrational self-blame for the IED death of his lifelong BFF and Army comrade. There is no indication anywhere in this novel that Ty has ever received any mental health care, in the past, the present, or that he has plans for it in the future. Instead, the author chooses to resolve this major romantic conflict, which has caused him to believe that he is worthless scum who deserves no happiness in life, by facilely tying it up in a pretty pink bow at the end of the story. He is proclaimed to basically be healed completely of years of mental anguish by nothing more than the "love of a good woman."
No. Just no. As presented by the author throughout this book, it is obvious that someone in Ty's situation requires significant, professional, mental-health intervention. Perhaps, in a historical romance, authors have no other choice for dealing with a hero's PTSD except to use this hackneyed approach of "love heals all." But this is a contemporary novel, and there are many effective, mental-health interventions available for PTSD that the author could have included in this novel, even if only offstage or in the epilogue.
In addition, in the suspense plot in this story, the criminally insane, stalker villain is presented as perfectly normal throughout the story until he, conveniently, finally reveals his mental illness by displaying crazy eyes at the climax. This is a nonsensical suspense cliche that I find extremely frustrating whenever I encounter it in a novel, TV show, or movie.