Monday 24 August 2015

Review: Love After Pain by Torrie Robles

*****5 Stars*****
 
 
This book is a stand alone....
You also may need tissues.
In this book we have David. In one tragic night his entire world is flipped and turned upside down.
He must now find a way to get through his own grief, while trying to step up and by the full time parent his new born son Brody, and seven year old daughter Clare, need him to be.
Along the way he meets Oliva, his sister's best friend, and also child psychologist partner.
Olivia, she's also been struggling and hiding from things in her past, for the last fifteen years.
The characters all had such a heart breaking struggle throughout everyday trying to just keep breathing. I caught my self rooting for them at the smallest accomplishments, just for that tiny bit of happiness.
Can these two help and heal each other? You'll have to read to find out.
I really liked this book and these characters. They pulled me in from the start. There is no instant fix, or no Insta love. These characters are dealing with real life situations, and as we all know in real life, nothing is quick or easy.
This is the first time reading this up and coming author. I can't wait to read the next journey she'll take us on.
 
Reviewed by Amy Kormanik-Jones
 
Synopsis
 
I didn’t want to fall in love. Love wasn’t included in the plan I had laid out for myself. My plan was simple; go to school, graduate and become the most well-known corporate law attorney on the west coast. I had it all right in the palm of my hand until the day I heard her voice, saw her smile, and fell in love with the most gorgeous set of emerald eyes.
Love hits you like a Mac truck and you’re done for. Out of nowhere, you meet the person you can’t see living your life without. Then an actual Mac truck hits you and rips your love away, taking your life right along with it. One moment she was there, the next I was left with my daughter and my newborn son. My daughter will only know her mother by the memories in her young mind and my son? He will never know her. He will never feel what’s it’s like to have the love of his mother because she was dead before he took his first breath.
My love for my wife was replaced by anger. Anger that this was my life, anger that my children will grow up without her, anger that I asked her to join me the first day I met her, when I should have just sent her away. If I had sent her away, if I had kept to my plan, then she'd still be alive. She would be able to watch her own children grow, but I didn’t and now she’s gone.
They say I'll move on. They say there's love after the pain. They say I'll learn to love again, but I can’t. I can’t give my heart to someone else when my wife took it with her.
  
 
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