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273 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 1, 2013


"I love you," he rasped out. He said it all the time. He didn't hold it back, now that he'd admitted it, but it still gave me butterflies, every single time.
"I love you," I spoke softly into his ear."
He gripped me harder. "I can't ever lose you, Danika. I'm not sure I'd survive it."
"This is forever for me, sweetheart. I want it all with you. You're the thing that gets me up in the morning and lets me rest easy at night…"
TIMELINE CLARIFICATION


Their love had the power of a runaway freight train, and the potential to be just as destructive.
Tragedy never took its full chunk out of you right way. It always took a while to hit you head on, and sink in and for something substantial, some hint of the real feeling, the real reaction, to come to the surface, and this loss was not done taking its toll on us.











“Every misstep that led us down the path to our destruction was our own doing, but to this day, I still hated that guitar.”
“I lay down on my bed and did not get back up.
Not for hours.
Not for days.
What was left of a woman when she gave a man everything?
The answer was easy.
Impossible to deny, even for me.
Nothing.
Had I given too much? Was there enough of me left to even try to move on from this?”
“He was too callous, too far gone to realize that I’d never be free of him, and that he’d really done was set me adrift. I never left that bed.”



“There was an anchor, tied around both of his ankles, and it was taking him deep, into black fathomless depths, drowning him slowly but surely. I didn’t tell him that he was dragging me down with him.”
“She smiled that smile where I saw myself and forever in her eyes, and gave me everything. She was selfless, my Danika, keeping nothing for herself.”
“She was the one. If I’d ever had a doubt, I didn’t now. She was the one I’d be thinking about, longing for, until I took my last breath. If I lost her tomorrow, I’d pine for her like a lovesick fool. This was the kind of love that only hit you once in your life.”
“You’ve got me. And I’m not going anywhere. Not ever.”
I meant the words when I said them, but life had other plans for us.
I’d have given my life for that fight. In fact, I very nearly did.
First of all, Tristan:
I understood his conflicted and tortured feelings but the way he handled them was all wrong. That's all I'm going to say about that. I still liked him most of the time though and well, his possessive streak makes him:
And then there's Danika...
BUT a lot of trouble could have been avoided if T & D would have just communicated a bit more instead of keeping so many secrets.
To Twatalie and Dean:
Special credit to Frankie who was a great friend to both Tristan and Danika!
Except for those few random scenes told in her POV, she was a fun character and a great addition to the story.
Despite all the angst, or maybe even because of it, this was still a highly enjoyable, captivating read and if you haven't read this series yet, do yourself a favor and give it a try! Now I'm off to the final chapter of this story!
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"I'm nothing without it and you were my lovely trigger for me. (...) I knew if you looked at me again, I'd hit rock bottom, and this time I wouldn't come back from it. -Tristan*********************************************************
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"No, bad things happen when we get together, Tristan." -Danika

There was an anchor, tied around both of his ankles, and it was taking him deep, into black fathomless depths, drowning him slowly but surely.
I didn’t tell him that he was dragging me down with him.
Their love had the power of a runaway freight train, and the potential to be just as destructive.

I love you," I spoke softly into his ear.
He gripped me harder. "I can’t ever lose you, Danika. I’m not sure I’d survive it."
"You’ve got me. And I’m not going anywhere. Not ever."
I meant the words when I said them, but life had other plans for us.

Even love couldn’t cushion a fall like ours. My love for Tristan was so big that I felt consumed by it, and even so, it was not enough to overpower our combined demons.











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"I was, by nature, a fighter, and no one could say I didn't fight for us. I'd have given my life for that fight. In fact, I very nearly did."
"She was the one. If I'd ever had a doubt, I didn't now. She was the one I'd be thinking about, longing for, until I took my last breath. If I lost her tomorrow, I'd pine for her like a lovesick fool. This was the kind of love that only hit you once in your life."


"My hold on him became weaker and weaker, and eventually, every finger broken, my hands opened, and I let him go. No one could say I didn't fight for him. No one could say I didn't lose."

