Talk about an emotional roller coaster. This story spanned over a tumultuous ten years. Jamie and B’s story was a hard one to read at times. I don’t know how my kindle survived. I hated Jamie. I hated B. I hated their situations and decisions. But I loved this story. At times, I didn’t care what happened to either one of them. I just wanted this torture to end. I had to stop reading at 67%, I took a break from this book for two days. I thought this was the worst of the angst, but it got so much worse. I went through a gamut of emotions while reading this. Initially I didn’t feel their connection, then I was a mess, and by the time I got to the end I realized that this story was kind of epic. I came to this realization at around 90%, I was on the verge of tears and Jamie snatched my heart right out of my chest. It was an AHA moment. After everything I had been through while reading this, I finally got it. Jaime and B’s story rivaled all other love stories. Soooo good, but I hated it most of the time.
11 years. It was eleven years of torture and bad decisions. Jamie and B made me so frustrated. I HATED them, both of them at points. At other points, I wanted them to hurry up and figure it out. My emotions were all over the place reading this and I know I looked like a crazy person with misty eyes on the elliptical in the gym. The whole whiskey analogy got a little convoluted for me at some points. However, this book made me feel deeply. For all their infuriating moments, Jamie and B’s love story was as exhausting as it was rewarding. As much as I hated their story, I loved their love.