My rating: 3 of 5 stars
I didn't feel any sympathy for the hero.
My only comment is that if he had kept the zipper of his pants closed none of this would have happened.
He had no respect for the love of our heroine and a night of drinking he made another woman pregnant and had to marry this other woman leaving the heroine with a broken heart. A one-night stand turned into a marriage full of children and regrets.
And worst of all is that our heroine living in the same town had to witness everything live and in color.
And while married he had a night of love with the heroine and made her pregnant but buried his head in the sand and ignored the son for twelve years.
No sympathy for him.
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==>Highlights<==
She couldn’t leave. She couldn’t. She’d lived in Penhally for ever, her entire life. He’d known her since she was twelve, dated her when she was fifteen and he was seventeen, left her at eighteen to go to university, intending to come back for her—but then he’d met Annabel, and everything had changed.
Kate he’d loved, all those years ago. Had loved, and lost, because of his own stupid fault.
He’d known it would come out at some time, he’d known it would be hard, but like this, with Jeremiah’s life hanging in the balance
And, boy, would they be judging, and talking, and there would be plenty to say. Nick had been well and truly married twelve years ago, at the time of Jem’s conception, and the good people of Penhally held no truck with infidelity. When they found out…
Rob Werrick was a good man, a decent man, who’d stood by her last year during her treatment for breast cancer, who’d supported her through the most dreadful days of fear and uncertainty, a role Nick had sorely wanted to play, but all he had been able to do was sit, isolated from her, and pray for her.
‘Only if you can’t avoid it. Seeing him reminds you of your human frailty, and you don’t like that.’ He didn’t. He hated the constant reminder of what they’d done that night, of how he’d betrayed Annabel, tarnished the memory of James.
‘I can’t lean on you, Nick. I won’t let myself. Every time I do, every time I think I dare, you let me down.’
Nick, the only man she’d ever really loved, keeping her at arm’s length when all she’d really wanted was for him to hold her and tell her it would be all right. Tell her that if it wouldn’t, he’d be there for their son.
‘Because I didn’t accept that he was my son. Because I was letting you down again, hiding from the truth, hoping it would go away, but it won’t, will it?
‘We don’t always get what we’re expecting in life,’ she said gently. ‘I always thought you’d come back from university and marry me and I’d have your children. Instead you married Annabel, and I married James, and we couldn’t have any, and you ended up with loads.’
Had Annabel known she wasn’t his first choice? Had she known he’d only done the decent thing and made the best marriage he could with the hand fate had dealt him?
You were always my soul mate.
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