I never do this, but there’s a few SPOILERS in this review🤷🏾♀️it needed to be done. I know no other way to express my love, and gratitude for this book. So if you haven’t read it yet…well, what are you waiting? But seriously, go read it, and if you don’t wanna be spoiled, don’t read this. Other than that…Enjoy 🙂
“Seven days to fall in love, fifteen years to forget, and seven days to get it all back again…”
“Stop writing about me.”
Seven days to fall in love, 15 years to forget, and seven days to get it all back again…
Eva Mercy is a single mom and bestselling erotica writer who is feeling pressed from all sides. Shane Hall is a reclusive, enigmatic, award‑winning novelist, who, to everyone’s surprise, shows up in New York.
When Shane and Eva meet unexpectedly at a literary event, sparks fly, raising not only their buried traumas, but the eyebrows of the Black literati. What no one knows is that 15 years earlier, teenage Eva and Shane spent one crazy, torrid week madly in love. While they may be pretending not to know each other, they can’t deny their chemistry – or the fact that they’ve been secretly writing to each other in their books through the years.
Over the next seven days, amidst a steamy Brooklyn summer, Eva and Shane reconnect – but Eva’s wary of the man who broke her heart, and wants him out of the city so her life can return to normal. Before Shane disappears though, she needs a few questions answered…
Before we get into the review, I just want to say there are a few SPOILERS. I don’t usually do this, but I needed to release everything I had in me from this book (atm) so read with CAUTION: SPOILERS AHEAD.
One of my absolute favorite books of all time!!! It’s funny, I don’t know if I would’ve been able to say that, some years ago. I’ve always been indecisive when it came to picking favorites. I was/am definitely the type to think if i choose one over the other, someone’s feelings a going to get hurt…lol…hence why I name all of my backpacks & cameras 🤷🏾♀️
I guess 2021 was really a year of change, for us individually. I first read this book in August of 2021, it was so good, I saw so much of myself and experiences I’ve had in Eva, and Shane. It quickly became a favorite, though it tore my heart into pieces. You see, at the time I had started reliving some of these things. I thought to myself:
“no way!, what are the odds of me reading a book that closely identifies with my situation, at the same damn time it’s happening…again!”
*God can you hear me*
I definitely took it as a sign. Shoutout to Eva and Shane for finding their way back to each other, and getting a happy ending…I wasn’t so lucky in love, but I will say, I got the ending I needed…and though it was hard for me to understand in the moment, I couldn’t be more grateful for the outcome now.
Anyway, I knew once I got out of my situation that I would want to reread the book again. I wanted to see how I felt in a new headspace. Which leads me here…the next year, February 2022!!! …and all i’ll say is:
“I’m grateful to have read this book twice. Once in my confusing, and sad situation, and the other…with my new found clarity, and openness” –it was equally fantastic. Though i got to enjoy the love a bit more the second time around. It was so heavy the first, that I could only see heart break.
Tia Williams is a master writer. She understands emotion, and brings it to life so beautifully on a page. Her writing embodies my name… LoveOnPages. I feel it. I live it.
I saw people say how the book glorifies trauma, and toxicity. I’m trying to figure out what book they read 👀 I guess some people have this idea that romance is really a fairytale. That once you’re in love, thats it. Nothing bad ever happens, the love will last forever. This is real life loves. Bad stuff happens all the time. It’s how you deal, and learn from them thats celebrated. Eva and Shane both did their time. They started off as teenagers with rough lives, hurting themselves and became adults who are not perfect, and still trying to figure it out.
Eva became a mom to a beautiful, and super smart daughter, Audre.
“BitchMedia.org” IYKYK 🙂
Eva became an author of a widely popular fantasy series. She has an invisible disability, which she has struggled with since she was young. Throughout this book, we learn about her triggers, and how she deals with this disability. It can’t be easy, and once she excepts this is her life things move in a different direction.
Actually Shane in my head😭🥰🤤
Shane is a recovering alcoholic who is also an author, and who teaches in neighborhoods that are deemed “bad” or “ghetto.” He struggles everyday to maintain a healthy way of living in his new life…but at least hes trying.
Now, does that sound like glorifying trauma? Or is that not the harsh truth about life? Everyone is going to have their own opinions, and thank God ‘cause we’re not robots, but it would be nice if some empathy could be shared a bit more. I have never done drugs, yet I feel for these two. I am also proud of them for making a brand new life for themselves. Let’s celebrate trying…
Quote from the book that supports this statement:
“Maybe they’d always be disasters—but couldn’t they support each other and grow together? No one was perfect! And maybe that was what real, adult love was. Being fearless enough to hold each other close no matter how catastrophic the world became. Loving each other ferocity to quell the fears of the past. Just fucking being there.”
Another thing I loved about rereading, was finding more quotes that I missed. Here are a few favorites:
- You think i look like an angel? Good, maybe you’ll leave me here with the register while you get my favorite soda in the back. You think I’m a thug? Good, maybe you’ll hire me to rob your ex’s crib. You think I’m fuckable? Good, maybe you’ll give me a place to stay for a month.
- It was the moment shed always feared. But below that, in the tucked-away pockets of her subconscious— wasn’t it also the moment shed always anticipated? Planned for? Even dreamed of?
- It’s like you know something dramatic happened. But you don’t know your insides have been ripped open until after the fact. That’s what falling in love is like. When its real, you don’t fall in love with any awareness. You don’t get a say. You get hit fucking hard and then process it later.
- She drifted off, helplessly endeared, forgetting that she was a stolen girl stealing moments in a stolen house—and sooner or later, shed have to pay.
- Sometimes just hearing the voice of someone who believed in you could turn a shit day into something a bit brighter.
- Why women gotta be the cause a evilness in man?
- Mr. Hall, you should really go to therapy. Black men don’t go, and it’s an epidemic.
Alright, it’s almost 6pm and my head is starting to hurt from being on the computer all day *laughing emoji*i have therapy in a few, so this is me signing off. I hope y’all enjoyed my review.
With Love, LOP 🙂