Who We Are is told from two POVs – Oliver and Sebastian. I’ve read reviews since that have said that this isn’t even Nicola Haken’s saddest book? This was my first book by the author, so I’m kind of scared to start the other ones (but I will, because what can I say, I have a thing for heart-wrenching, emotional books). BUT NO. I did wind up reading this book all in one sitting though because I couldn’t put it down with everyone’s story hanging in the balance. I completely missed the trigger warning at the beginning of this book, and thought the prologue was the saddest it was going to get. If you’re looking for nice cry, READ THIS. So, if you’re looking for a happy, cute, fluff book, this one probably isn’t it.
I had to flip to the end while I was reading this book to make sure that it ended while everyone happy. Shockingly, as depressing as this is for a long while, it does end with a HEA. Immense devastation is probably one thing that comes to mind to describe this story. This story did not go the way I thought it was going to go at all. Let’s just say there was an embarrassing amount of tears and Kleenex involved while reading this book. He isn’t hiding.Īt least…he doesn’t think he is until he meets the mesmerising stranger with the red hair and purple lips.Ĭan Oliver and Sebastian help each other embrace who they are? Or will a cruel twist of fate end their journey before it’s even begun? REVIEW After several failed relationships, he likes the simplicity of being alone in his truck at his job as a heavy goods driver, spending the weekends with his teenage son, and putting the world to rights with his cat, Marv.
Sebastian Day is content with life’s easy, if not a little monotonous, routine.
To the crowds who come to watch his drag act at the club, he’s the fierce and fabulous Miss Tique. To his clients at the hair salon, he’s the sassy and confident stylist. Since putting his life on hold ten years ago, Oliver Clayton doesn’t know who he is anymore. Links: Amazon | Barnes and Noble | Goodreads SYNOPSIS
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