Well, my friends, we made it-this is the end of this heart wrenching, complicated, and riveting journey- a tale of addiction, love, and toxic dependence. We finally get to discover just how Hadley and Ander will claw their way to their HEA, but more importantly we discover just how they can ever recover from the events that brought them to this rock bottom redemption.
After watching Ander and Hadley church through a vicious addiction cycle for so many books, I was feeling broken and hopeless. Their heartbreak, Ander’s missteps, their grueling and toxic cycle of hope and dismay, the seemingly indomitable hold of Ander’s addiction, it was just becoming too much- not just for these two, but for me. Heroine was a wrecking ball, and no aspect of their life or identity seemed to be able to escape its stronghold. I myself wondered if love could- OR SHOULD- survive the havoc.
But, in perhaps the most profound and real act of courage anyone who has ever loved an addict can take, Hadley boldly walked away from the man she loved- no longer willing to enable his addiction, nor further develop her own to him. Ironic, isn’t it- that perhaps the greatest act of love she ever did for Ander, and the boldest act of self-love she ever did for herself, was in shattering both of their hearts? In walking away from a love that despite rock bottom after rock bottom, somehow survived- mangled and bruised, but survived. But finally, FINALLY these two find a way to break a pattern- and then the real work begins.
This last book is markedly different- not just in that it’s the end, but in tone, in plot, in emotional expression. Quiter, more solemn and stoic, this story is the fragile calm after the hurricane we’ve experienced. That quiet moment when the sun starts to break free from the clouds and the true damage can be assessed, when you start to pick up the pieces. And pick up the pieces they do- and we finally see these characters mature, make decisions that aren’t just about loving each other, aren’t just about their desperate need to cope, rather they start to confront the very easons they needed to cope to begin with. And, they do it alone. Yes, there is a resounding solitude to the narrative of this story- recovery isn’t sexy, it’s not flashy, and it’s usually not fun- and CM let’s the story be real about it. Sure, glossed over in places (this is fiction and romance after all), but there is no romanticizing that healing is WORK. And this story is about the work- addressing their addictions (Ander for drugs, Hadley for him, their toxic codependency)-it’s less dramatic, some might consider less entertaining, but it’s real.
But, this is romance- so you know Ander and Hadley make it to the other side of their own unique HEA- even if that is unfortunately not the reality for most addicts, though I believe that Ander can be one of the precious few that recovers. Because addiction never goes away- and as much as it is part of the story that led Ander and Hadley to these final moments, it will forever be looming in their HEA- even the parts we don’t get to see.
And that is the point of this whole emotionally tumultuous journey- every raw and painful moment we have felt is a truth- a truth about how love can be as poisonous as it is redemptive. Addiction and romance don’t often go hand-in-hand- but that is really the point of this whole series. Just how destructive addiction can be and whether or not love CAN be enough to conquer anything. CM made us question that- grapple with our romanticized conception of the real work that loving the entirety of someone takes. After shattering our hearts and hope over and over again, the finale is a much needed balm- one that is full of hope and optimism that no matter how hard it may be, sometimes love can win against the most unconquerable of foes….and how sometimes the choice doesn’t rest so much in how we love each other, but more so in how we love ourselves.
So yes, we made it, and Ander and Hadley did too, and finally after much heartbreak and pain, my heart is full and healed.