OH THE DEAR GODS…. Nathan & Rosie destroyed me…. In the best way! S.J. gave us the best story to finish this Love Letters collection.
This book was heartbreaking for more than a few reasons. Reading about Rosie’s younger life wasn’t easy – and sadly there’s so much reality in her story which made it all the sadder – but watching her grow and strike out to try to live her best life, while still being a good person after all that had happened, had me rooting for her from the start. Nate was a really good guy. A total flirt but when he got Rosalyn back into his life, he knew she was it for him. This guy beat himself up so much and while I understood his frustration, pain and why he’d feel guilt I felt for him as most of what he was feeling happened while he himself was a kid and there really wasn’t much he could have done then…
I loved Rosie’s point of view when it came to their first meeting as adults and her thought process behind it… but reading about why she got it was really sad.
The letters…. Jeez, they broke me. 💔💔💔 I bawled my eyes out during the second half of this read but it was so worth the tears!!!!
I thought I loved Maddox & Hannah from book one (who we catch up with in DR) but I think Nathan & Rosalyn have just edged into favourite couple… they are just awesome together!
I know I’m being kinda vague and there’s so much more I could say about this story but it would give too much away so go grab yourself a copy and get reading to find out this pairs story.
S.J. I really need to know more about Tony… the gods, but this guy is intriguing and I want to know more!!!!!
Meet S.J. Tilly
Like all her books, S.J. Tilly resides in the glorious state of Minnesota, where she was born and raised. To avoid the freezing cold winters, S.J. enjoys burying her head in books, whether to read them or write them or listen to them.
When she’s not busy writing her contemporary smut, she can be found lounging with her husband and their herd of rescue boxers. And when the weather permits she loves putting her compost to use in the garden, pretending to know what she’s doing. The neighbors may not like the flowery mayhem of her yard, but the bees sure do. And really, that’s more important.
Like all her books, S.J. Tilly resides in the glorious state of Minnesota, where she was born and raised. To avoid the freezing cold winters, S.J. enjoys burying her head in books, whether to read them or write them or listen to them.
When she’s not busy writing her contemporary smut, she can be found lounging with her husband and their herd of rescue boxers. And when the weather permits she loves putting her compost to use in the garden, pretending to know what she’s doing. The neighbors may not like the flowery mayhem of her yard, but the bees sure do. And really, that’s more important.
Like all her books, S.J. Tilly resides in the glorious state of Minnesota, where she was born and raised. To avoid the freezing cold winters, S.J. enjoys burying her head in books, whether to read them or write them or listen to them.
When she’s not busy writing her contemporary smut, she can be found lounging with her husband and their herd of rescue boxers. And when the weather permits she loves putting her compost to use in the garden, pretending to know what she’s doing. The neighbors may not like the flowery mayhem of her yard, but the bees sure do. And really, that’s more important.