He turns to face me, eyes shimmering. “I can’t recall any other time in my life where I was so blissfully happy.” A tear slowly rolls down his cheek, “Can you?”
Can’t tell if I hate myself or love myself for rereading this book, considering the MIGRAINES it gave me from the amount of tears I shed…. But ultimately I loved the experience.
One thing about Kate Stewart, she doesn’t shy away from emotional pain in her books. I think her books border more on realism, in the sense that it’s not all sunshine and rainbows, and not everyone comes out unscathed, unhurt, and unharmed. You get the happy ending but at what cost? I swear I went through war to reach that happily ever after, but it was worth it.
Flawed characters are without a doubt my absolute favorite. Because they’re authentic and they’re relatable. They’re the characters that stick with you and that make you feel seen. Easton and Natalie frustrated me on so. Many. Occasions. But I can’t help but love them and their story.
Easton Crowne is one of the most well written mmcs in the romance genre. He’s so unapologetically himself. His love for Natalie was so profound I FELT it so deeply. Without a doubt, in my top 5 favorite mmcs EVER.
I’ll be honest, when I first read this book back in 2022, I wasn’t a fan of Natalie. But this reread made me truly understand and appreciate her as a character. I loved her character growth- and the way she acknowledged when she was at fault and owned up to it, apologized for it, and grew from it.
It is possible that I am officially ruined for all other contemporary romance books until further notice..
A few quotes that cut me so deep:
“I love you,” he whispers, a tear gliding along his jaw. “Wholly, unconditionally, and definitively, Natalie.”
“So, where is my wife? In hell, that’s where she is. Blaming herself, punishing herself, because she doesn’t feel like she deserves happiness with me, because your fucking husband made her feel like she didn’t—along with her own fucking father, who still doesn’t!”
“Didn’t I love you the way you needed me to?” His voice cracks on the words, his pained breaths cutting through me. “It was so effortless for me…”
“I can now say that I loved a woman with every fiber of my being, heart and soul, and always will. I can claim that. I wonder how many souls can’t.”
“I missed you to the point my soul bled.
I missed you when I didn’t have to.
I miss you now.”
“But love is like music for so many in the fact that it’s—”
“Timeless,” I finish for him.”
“You know, you always do this to me. One minute I’m emotionally stable and somewhat put together, and the next, with you, I’m a damn mess.”
“Such a beautiful mess,” he fires back.”
“Once upon a time, Elliot Easton Crowne was mine. He was mine, and we were as close as two people could ever be.”
“Why is life so fucking cruel to let me see her like this, if she can’t be mine? If I can no longer be hers. If we weren’t meant for one another in the way I once so adamantly believed—to the point it made me sick.”
“The truth of the matter is some people work together, some people don’t, time will tell, and trust me, it always fucking does.”
“I just held your mother’s hand and watched her check out, but that doesn’t matter.” Dad’s eyes redden as he stares at me like we’re strangers. “The whole time I watched her disappear inside herself, I told myself I can get past this with you, because you are what matters most in the fucking world to us both. But if you keep looking at me with zero remorse, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive you.”
“I fucking love her,” I rasp out, “with all that I am. She’s everything to me. You want me to give that up?”