What could have been an uplifting story, even with pain through the final resolution, quickly became an angst-filled rationale for building a family by destroying the memory of one who helped to create it. Within the first pages, I was already shaking my head and wondering what alternate universe Dillon and Viv were living in...things that simply would not happen, did. It's years after Reeve's death and Vivienne has written the book and made the movie that chronicled her life with Reeve and his twin brother, Dillon. Easton and Bodhi are now 16, going to high school and Bodhi's having some severe emotional troubles. Easton is a good brother to him and has his back, but one day, Bodhi's locker is plastered with stills of his mother, Saffron Roberts, from a porno flick and the only thing that concerns Viv and Dil is who was suspended from school? This is not realistic because, if this were a real high school and some kids "pranked" someone with nudes of his mother on his locker, it would be handled by the school resource officer as a case of sexual harrassment. Did Bodhi know that it was his mother in those photos? How? Didn't Viv question the school administration about who did it and where the photos came from? But then it all became clear. Bodhi saw the movie. The movie that was made from the book that Viv wrote about how she was "betrayed" by Reeve and "rescued" by Dillon. Wow! And Bodhi's the one with the clarity of mind and who can see right through the lax parenting skills as he verbally berates his mother with "that shit should have stayed buried with both my parents. No good comes from knowing that. I would rather you lied to me. I've been passed around like a sack of worthless shit. You only took me in because you had no choice." This is his reality...his truth and, with that much rage and self-loathing at 16, I don't know how he'll ever heal. Viv and Dillon messed up. He was spiraling fast and they wanted him to get help, but he refused. In what world does a 16-year-old boy get to choose? They needed to have a plan to divulge the truth with both their sons when the time was right, and the time should have been right then, before what happened, happened! They should have explained things in a calm, careful way, in their own words, without blame, in a conversation among family who loved each other. Traumatized by the truth of his birth and upbringing, Bodhi began to unwind. And because of Viv and Dillon's lack of foresight in coming clean with him, Reeve's character and life have been trashed at the expense of Bodhi's mental health. In making Bodhi the bad guy, he's able to speak the ugly truth and to become the unlikely voice of reason and the only conscience in the room. Dillon seems to have forgotten that by stalking Viv with "the photos" from Ireland, he signed Reeve's death warrant, but Bodhi knew it. "You're almost as bad as Reeve. You purposely set out to deceive her, and then you showed up and stressed her out when she was pregnant." Dillon couldn't, and didn't deny it. But the saddest thing for me was Easton's new reality and how he came to see the man he had always known as Dad. Viv's movie invalidated Reeve in E's eyes and he could no longer reconcile his memories to the man he called Daddy Reeve. This crystalized everything for me and reminded me that there were two villains in this story. Reeve broke her. Dillon set out to destroy her and to take revenge on his twin, the man she loved. But he broke her, too, when his threats and photos caused the death of the man she had loved since childhood. These children were the mirror of their parents...the recipients of their love, hate and sins. Where Dillon gets the credit for being a good person, Reeve gets a beatdown. A number of times, in E's own words, Reeve's character is impugned and his memory tarnished. "I still can't process how I feel about the fact Reeve chose Mom and me over Bodhi. It's wrong on so many levels." I was going to stop reading when Easton was getting blowjob under the bleachers, but I kept going. It got much worse with Bodhi, "I'm high as a kite, a mix of narcotics and alcohol sloshing through my veins..." at least he remembered to use a condom before his threesome! Bodhi became a caricature with his drinking, drugs, sex and loathing, but it had to happen in order to tell this story. The most gutting scene, for me, was when he tried to destroy his father's name on the memorial garden plaque in memory of Reeve and Lainey and yelled "You were a pathetic, weak prick who cheated on the woman he professed to love and abandoned his baby son. Why?! How could you give me away? I was just an innocent baby!" Did he know his father was drugged into creating him? He hated his mother for the skank that she was, but he doesn't "know" until the very end how far she had gone to trap Reeve. How far she would go for drugs and how many abortions were the result of her repulsive life. I loved Reeve and hated how his memory was tarnished and, it was professed that his "sins" created this mess. Viv laments that she doesn't want Easton paying the price for Reeve's "sins." Even to the very end, Reeve is villified and invalidated.....Bodhi laments that he never had the chance to know his father like Easton did: "It's not my brother's fault that happened. The blame squarely lies with Reeve and Reeve alone. I won't blame my parents or Easton for Reeve's sin." Okay! I get it! What exactly are those sins? This book paints Dillon in a positive light as the calm, constructive father and Reeve as the destructive force, forgetting that it was Dillon who destroyed him. I was hoping to get some closure to this tale of the damaged and emotionally abused twin Lancaster brothers and their resulting relationships, but I felt depressed and cheated. If only some of the story had been told through Reeve's POV...he deserved that much. I read this book through KU.