the day I broke your heart. What you didn’t know was that I was breaking mine
too.I thought they’d be enough–my husband and my son. That I’d get home and
everything would go back to the way it was . . .
Before the war.
Before the ambush.
Before you.
But, no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase the trauma we shared. I can’t seem
to forget the way my heart beat in time with yours.
The truth is I’m lost without you.
I thought the nightmare was over when they pulled us from that hole in the
ground, but nothing could have prepared me for the war I’d face at home.
I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but, please, I have to see you one last time.
. .
All my love,
Scottie
blur enough that I can pretend…” I pause running a hand down my face. “So that
I can pretend they’re you? You want to know how fucking miserable I am? How when I slide between their legs, I close my eyes, and it’s your face I see? How
I’m always careful not to kiss them because their lips are all wrong. How every
time I finish I want to fucking kill myself, because I can’t stand the pain of wanting the one woman I can never have.”
Handle in hand, she looks back at me with the sweep of her eyes until they meet mine. That’s how we started, and it’s only fitting it’s how we should end.
perfect. Where our souls line up without any visible smudge on the seams.
that slides out before batting it away with the back of my hand.
her husband, Nick, and her naughty beagle, Sadie. She pens messy, sexy,
angst-filled contemporary romance, as well as romantic comedy and erotic
suspense because it’s what she loves as a reader.
rap. She dabbles a little in photography, can knit a simple stitch scarf for
necessity, and on occasion, does very well at whiskey.
*** ARC kindly provided in exchange for an honest review. ***
Heartbreak Warfare broke me. I’ve been consumed to the point that I couldn’t handle it. This wasn’t enough easy story to read especially when you read the blurb. I knew that it would lead a path of emotional torture, but it was so much more. It was really disconcerting at some point to be overwhelmed by all these things going on, how powerful the authors managed to convey the emotions to another level.
Briggs and Scottie’s heartbreaking journey gave me chills, the freaking butterflies, and all the emotions in between.
Damn it hurt…and I had to admit it wasn’t the kind of story that I would have read without hesitating. A story about people who became soldiers, fighting for their country, their family that stayed behind with constant fear of loss and especially about the atrocities they had to face and the traumatism resulting after the war.
These two soldiers had shared such a traumatic experience and this is their story, the consequences following in the real life. Told in a dual POV and sometimes more, no one would be spared, rough, tough and painful moments to come, shattering their real lives.
Somehow I understood how feelings tend to escalate quickly when you had the face the worst, in an isolated place. Briggs and Scottie’s story. A kinda messed up love brought by the darkness. It wasn’t easy, the road ahead was long and filled with inevitable heartbreak, destroying their lives before this.
I appreciated to see all the sides, from theirs to families and friends, who were sometimes unable to bring their loved ones from the hole they were sinking into. Hopeless in face of their pain. The strong impact and consequences that would destroy them as well.
I went through a range of powerful emotions. A beginning that made me smile and a great banter between the characters and then this moment when everything turned upside down.
And I’ve been holding my breath for so long, I was in that state of emotion, when I could feel too much, a very torture on its own. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. A path when they had to survive after hitting rock bottom and to find love all along the way.
This is a story that I won’t forget for sure. I’m still trying to process my thoughts… as you might guess I loved it.
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