New Release+Review Home Tears by Tijan
There went the one person who was hers and with that, the main reason she stuck around. So, she left for ten years. But now she’s back, and nothing’s the same.
With help from Jonah Bannon, a reformed—kind of—bad boy she remembers from high school, Dani uncovers family secrets that have spanned generations. And along with those, she’s about to face the biggest sh*t storm of her life.
Only this time, she may not survive.
Dani left town after her younger sister, Erica, steals her boyfriend. Ten years have passed by and she’s greeted with a lukewarm reception. But not for the reason you think! While Dani was away, Erica passes away from cancer and now her other sister, Julia, is with her ex boyfriend. Keeping it in the family I see Jake. I had a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that he was with three sisters!! Talking about he loves them all in different ways. This was too deep for me! Every time I turned around something was happening. Apparently we have a dead grandmother who isn’t dead who’s been in a mental institution the whole time. An evil Aunt and a mystery father. I’m glad Dani got the answers she needed about her father and some closure with her sisters. Erica left her letter which was deep. I would have liked more character buildup with Dani and Jonah. I didn’t feel their connection and the ending was a little flat. It would have been nice to have an update on the rest of the characters.
But it was. She felt it in her chest. It was so important, and she needed him to say it again. She was salivating for the chance. She wanted to reassure him, and this time she felt it in her heart. She knew she wasn’t going anywhere. She wanted him to see it in her eyes, that she meant every single word.
She whispered now, “Ask me. Ask me again.”
His eyes met hers, narrowing slightly. He was looking into her, reading her.
She was letting him. There was no wall, no hesitation this time. She wanted him to know her, not just her body. All of her. A second passed. He was still searching in her. Another second. More. He waited a full thirty before asking, his voice so soft and tender, “What would you do if you found out another person cared about you? If you mattered to one more person?”
“Nothing.” She was trying to convey her feelings through her eyes. She wanted him to know so badly. “I wouldn’t run. I wouldn’t walk. I wouldn’t hide. I’d do nothing except stand and embrace it.”
His eyes darkened, an emotion passed in them, one that had her heart beating so fast again. “Yeah?” He let go of her hand, but touched the side of her face. He held her in the palm of his hand, and his thumb rubbed over her cheek. It was like he was smoothing away any lingering worries she might have. “What if I was that person?”
She leaned toward him, her eyes going from his lips back to his gaze. Both were pulling her in, making her yearn for more. “Then I’d say, I feel the same.” Her breath held in her throat. They were talking in code, but it was out now. She was telling him how she felt, and a second later, his lips were on hers.
This. She turned, wound her arms around his neck. This was everything.