Today is the day – the day that the man I love marries someone else. I don’t deserve pity or sympathy. I’ve made my bed. I left Mason and ripped his heart to pieces as I ran away. The guilt and sorrow consume me, threatening to choke me everyday.
But today is a new beginning. Today is the day I will wake up with a renewed resolve and determination to do better … to be better … to be worthy. My name is Sara Preston, and this is my story about what happens after.
Hope Over Fear can be read as a stand alone novel.
5 Fearless Stars!
Review by Natasha Gentile
So I read the blurb and right away I’m sucked in. I think this is going to be a heart breaker. Tear jerker, even though I’ve never cried at a book before, but you know I’m trying my hardest. What I'm not expecting is to snort out laughing and get big grins on my face. Grins that a Cheshire Cat gets when he has the mouse in his mouth with the tail hanging out…This book was so refreshing. Ok enough, let me tell you about it .
Meet Sara. A delivery nurse; great friend; super shy and thinks she doesn't have a right to be happy especially after she broke her best friend/boyfriend's heart. I believe she ripped it out of his chest and ran away and stomped on it. Ok, maybe not that bad. But she lives with guilt, she’s feels guilty for hurting him and she needs to let it go.
When she invited her ex over to apologize to him for breaking his heart, she is the one who gets shocked. You see Mason is getting married..UMMMMM excuse me…Married, but how?? It’s too soon..
"No, it’s not too soon. I knew within the first month of being with Natalie where we were headed. I didn’t have to convince her to love me. She just did. Do you know how f#*king refreshing that was? To know that there’s someone in this world that adores me, to know that her day is better just because I’m part of it? Come to think of it, I guess you know that feeling, don’t you Sara?"
Wow, you can now have the knife back that you just put in my heart and save it for another day…Oh wait before I leave let me tell you one more thing.
“You know, no matter where we are or what were doing, you’ll always be my girl, Sara Marie Preston. You may not have turned out to be my forever, but you’re my girl just the same. Nothing changes that, okay?”
Ok, now that you've stabbed my heart and kicked me while I was down, you can so get married to that other girl…Seriously.
Luckily she’s got two of the best friends that ever existed; Marlo and Alex.
I’m glad to hear it, Sara, but I just want you to know that it’s okay…if you’re not doing great, I mean. I’m here for you in whatever capacity you need. Voodoo dolls and needles? I’m your girl. Angry chick music and whiskey? Sign me up. A bonfire and old love letter? I’ve got the matches in my pocket. Now, if you’re planning on storming the church with ugly girl tears and demanding Natalie hand over your man, you're on your own. That shit is just bad karma.”
I mean I seriously want them to call me. Who wouldn’t be friends with these girls? I want to hang with them. When she wants to wallow in self pity, they don’t let her. Hell No!
Good friends take you out. Get you drunk. Get you laid.
"A bad year? A whole 365 days since you’ve had sex? Baby girl, I believe you may be the only twenty-something-year-old woman I know with cobwebs in her vagina. That’s a damn shame!"
I mean she’s never had an orgasm from having her man go “downtown”…On second thought maybe it’s a good thing Mason left. I mean dude talk about being greedy.
So she sets off to finally be in the living again. She has the opportunity to volunteer at the local outreach clinic. She is so ready for this. She is going to rock this..UMM, who is that?? That my friend is Adam. OH ADAM..OH ADAM…did I mention Adam!!!
The man is sitting with one leg on the desk, leaning into her while whispering quietly with a smirk on his face. He is, in one word, beautiful. He has thick, black, bed head hair, chiseled cheekbones, broad shoulders, and a sex five o’clock shadow One look tells me all I need to know. He’s one of those guys-the type who remain eternally unaffected. Unaffected by everything and everyone around him. Unfortunately, that’s the kind of guy who always turns me into a blubbering mess. It’s as if their confidence is like a vacuum that sucks the self-esteem right out of my body. I become an awkward teenage girl who can’t form complete sentences. It’s humiliation, and I usually steer clear of those guys out of self-preservation, since I don’t particularly enjoy looking like an asshat.
What she doesn’t know is that Adam has his own secrets. Secrets that he guards and protects. Can she be the one who he lets in with those secrets and can he be the one who makes her feel like she is worthy of someone’s love?
"I see a girl who loved her best friend enough to let him go. Someone with the courage to not settle for the familiar and comfortable, but to hope for that all-encompassing love. The real question is do you love me enough?"
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