Some of my favorite lines: 💌 Because for the first time in my life I spent my days with someone who seemed to understand me 💌 I would give her this everyday. I’d spend the rest of my life looking for ways to make her smile at me like that. I lived for it. 💌 We’re all a little broken, Briana. We are a mosaic. We’re made up of all those we’ve met and all the things we’ve been through. There are parts of us that are colorful and dark and jagged and beautiful. And I love every piece of you. Even the ones you wish didn’t exist. 💌 Because that’s what love does. It shows up. And I’d never stop doing it 💌 Jacob made me feel sade. He was like a living lullaby. A softly spoken word. The smell of coffee and toast in the morning or a cozy fleece blanket.

Fake-dating, work rival trope. It’s a POV styled writing of both MCs, in a hospital set-up. Has elements of mental health (depression, anxiety, trauma), healing, family.

JACOB IS SUCH AN ANGEL. THE THINGS HE DO FOR BRIANA, THE WAY HE REASSURES HER, THE WAY HE WAS ADORING BRIANA. OMG 🤌🏻😭 LIKE HOW I WISHED THERE ARE MORE MEN IN REAL LIFE LIKE HIM HAHAHAH 😭🫠

I honestly loved reading this!! If it wasn’t for work, i think i would have finished this in 2-3 days. I was laughing out loud, Abby Jimenez’s humor is 💯🤌🏻 I loved how she seems to read my mind, cos I was hoping this scenario would happen, and it really did happen in the next chapter. Pacing of the story is really good. I loved that Abby incorporated old-soul elements like meeting the family, writing letters. Though I think it can be kind of shortened, cos there were a lot of going back and forth and guessing game between the two MCs, when they could have just asked right there and then.

I loved that I saw myself in both Briana and Jacob - Jacob’s anxiety and Briana’s spontaneousness, being self-reliant and her being the eldest. It’s so amusing that I am seeing the way my anxious mind works in writing whenever I’m reading Jacob’s POV.

Main take away is there’s always risk. In anything we do, be it in relationship, in work, in family or life in general. But there’s always the kind of risk that are worth taking. And those risks will actually be lighter, if we are taking it with the right person. A person who truly understands us even when we don’t say anything, one who desires to see and accept us for who we are, accepts the most broken parts of us without judgement. Who is ready to help us heal, feel safe and be brave. A kind of person that will help us grow and hold our hand when we finally decided to take that step outside of our comfort zone and shed the old parts of us that we wanna leave behind.