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480 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 31, 2020
“Before, during, and after. You’re the only woman I’ve ever made love to or touched in any kind of intimate way. You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved.”Ember constantly refers to her pre-coma self as "old Ember" and is jealous of her. When they kiss, she thinks.
Is this kiss ours? Mine and his? Or is it theirs? Hers and his?Over and over again Ember states that she doesn’t want to hurt Asher, yet she continues to do this for a good 90% of the book.
“I know, but sometimes I feel like everyone is thinking about the old Ember. What she liked and wanted. I feel forgotten. And the tongue ring… I’m not really sure if I like it, but she did. I don’t want to think about her name on a piece of metal in your mouth when you’re kissing me. It’s like everything is haunted by your ex.”Even when Ember got annoyed with her teenage self when reading her diaries from high school, I absolutely loved them. They gave me so much more depth on their relationship, and how their love grew to be so enormous. Asher adores everything about Ember. He stays faithful and true to her for EIGHT YEARS while she’s in a coma. He’s the only one who doesn’t give up on her. And now he’s broken.
We’re both lost. She doesn’t consider herself as Ember at all yet. It’s scary how she thinks of herself as a totally different person. She’s jealous of herself and the past we had together.At 80% and she made me so angry. The amount of love, care, and dedication that Asher shows her absolutely blows my mind away. And the fact that her character can't see that, and all she can see is her own needs, her own wants, her own insecurities, really pissed me off.
"Ember's awake. My wife, my twin flame, my everything has come back to me."
“I’ll wait for you,” I whisper to the dark room. “I love you.”
“It’s okay to be confused and scared. But ya know what? Everything is going to get better soon. I’m going to take care of you just like I always have.”
“No.”
I flash her a grin, hoping it’ll win her over like it used to.
“Trust me, you really do like me. I know you don’t know that right now, but you’re crazy about me.”
“I’m no one.” Her voice is low and haunting. “I’m not a wife or a sister or a mother or a singer. I’m a mindless mannequin who looks like someone else.”
“Some things just feel impossible.”
“Nothing’s impossible if we believe in it and fight for it.”
“I don’t want to be alone anymore. I miss you—your love and your touch. And I hate missing you when you’re Right. Fucking. Here. It’s destroying me.”
He doesn’t see me.
He hasn’t really seen me since I woke up. When he looks at me, all he sees are ghosts.
I don’t want to be the living dead anymore.
I want to live, love, and be loved…and I want it all with him.
“Just hold me for a little while.”
I hug her tighter. “I’ll hold you forever.”
“You fallin’ in love with me again, baby?” he teases, leaning down for a kiss.
“Always,” I whisper.