I secretly hoped that someday someone could make her smile… I hoped someday she would be all right.” “I couldn’t believe that girl deserved to be so sad. On the train, she meets a guy - a 22-year-old gorgeous, blue-eyed musician who she later goes to see perform…. Reeling from the loss, she’s further devastated when her mother sends her to Wisconsin to live with her estranged father and his new family. The main story follows Ashlyn - a 19 year-old student who had just lost her beloved twin sister to cancer. “I don’t want to be your friend… I want to be yours, I want you to be mine, and I hate that we can’t be us. It took me on an absolutely unforgettable journey. It made me swoon, it made me cry, it made me laugh. It surprised me, thrilled me, captivated me.
So I thought I knew what to expect from this book - a forbidden student-teacher romance, right? - but what I got from this story went above and beyond my every expectation. It was laughter.Īnd for those reasons alone, I would never apologize for loving Mr. Our love story wasn’t only about the physical connection. Daniels, but sometimes life happens at the wrong time for all the right reasons. When I started senior year at my new school, I wasn’t prepared to call him Mr. I had no idea that my happiness would remember its own bliss. I had no clue that his voice would make my hurts forget their own sorrow. I didn’t plan to stumble into Joe’s bar and have Daniel’s music stir up my emotions. When I arrived to Edgewood, Wisconsin I didn’t plan to find him. It was easy to call us forbidden and harder to call us soulmates.
My heart was racing from the moment I came across it and I just knew this was a book I had read… The first thing that drew me to this story was the blurb.
I laughed, I cried and I totally felt it!! It was a love story and it was a life story. This beautiful story was so much more than a romance. It took me by surprise in the best of ways. Ohhh I loved this one!!!! “ Love loved” it actually. I mean your smarts, your protectiveness, your brokeness. “I think you’re beautiful,” I whispered… “And I don’t mean your looks.
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