“When you find love, you take it. You grab it with both hands and you do everything in your power not to let it go. You can’t just walk away from it and expect it to linger until you’re ready for it.”
It’s been more than a month now since I’ve read It Ends With Us and even though I promised myself not to read the last book of CoHo I have until November 9, I am just beyond help. The flesh is indeed weak.^^ But worry not because I won’t say anything about the story this time. I won’t even mention the characters’ names as much I love them both. Instead, I will simply relate my reading experience which seems often the same when I read Aunt Colleen’s works.
I start feeling really excited and my excitement is met by a solidly gripping first chapter that makes me want to sniff page after page and savor word after word, laughing my ass off at the dialogues and sooner than later, giggling, swooning and forming heart shapes with my hands and eyes like a silly girl in love (which I am).
Just when everything seems perfect, I reach the middle of the story and things suddenly get seriously messed up turning me into a semi-psycho as I figuratively stab the book with an imaginary knife and literally scream at the characters for their effin’ overly righteous decisions and this is mainly why I deducted a star from the rating. Seriously, why does doing the right thing always end up hurting the person doing it in books? I was really on the verge of losing it while wiping angry tears and I was inches away from completely saying fffffuuuuuuuuu…!
But I should have known better than doubt my aunt CoHo’s ability to make things right and in the end, every tear, pain, and emotion spent is totally worth it and as much as I hate saying it, I am already impatiently waiting for the next book, Ms. Colleen Hoover releases.
Caution: This story is printed with cheese ink on paper made of cheese. You’ve been warned.^^