I cried. …I DO NOT cry when I read. But…I cried. I loved the summary of the book and I let myself get sucked into it. The idea of falling in love with someone while in a coma and coming out trying to figure out if the person is real or not…*sigh. Just… Read it.
Title: Reflection (book 1)
Author: Jessica Roberts
Publisher: Self-published author
Summary (by Goodreads):
Bright, spunky Heather Robbins has escaped her small hometown and is anxiously beginning her freshman year of college. Rising above her rocky childhood, she’s found a place where good things are finally starting to happen: her own private apartment, refreshing college classes, and an intense attachment to a mysterious and rugged classmate, Nick Richards.
But when her dreamy college life turns out to be nothing more than a wonderful dream while resting in a coma, questions threaten.
Now, Heather must press forward to unlock the real past, and find the answers buried deep in her mind. What she unlocks instead is a roller coaster ride through flashbacks, embellished memories, and a whirlwind romance.
And when it’s all over and she comes face to face with the truth, will she lose everything she’s fallen in love with?
In all her teenage years, they had never come more powerfully than the moment Heather zipped up her small suitcase. After all, she had been waiting for this crossroad for what seemed like her entire life.
Heather was in and out of sleep, dreaming of the sea, the sound of the ocean tide rushing through her veins in cooling waves.
Beep…beep…beep. The sound was clear as crystal. Almost too sharp for her eardrums. Alleviating yet aggravating. Beep…beep…
Disclaimers and such: I received this book from the group on Goodreads called: “Shut Up & Read” in their Read It & Reap section. So although, I received this book for free in exchange for a review, all thoughts are my own.
Like I mentioned above. I cried at a section of this book. The situation, the feelings, the whirlwind, the delicate dance of real and fiction was amazing. I felt like I was so drawn into the characters, especially since I haven’t read a book like this before. It was really well written…from my humble opinion.
Heather in the beginning is leaving home. Home consisting of an alcoholic step-father since her mother passed away from cancer. The only real family Heather feels like she has is Creed. Creed is the good guy friend that is always there for her and keeps her safe while she’s home. He’s obviously got feelings for her, but Heather’s too worried about getting out of town and fending for herself to see it. He’s the good guy…the one that she obviously doesn’t deserve, but at the same time you want him to “man up” and tell her!
After Heather leaves home and starts college, an accident occurs. She’s knocked/ran over by a car while out running and she ends up in the hospital…in a coma. As she wakes up, she starts remembering the dreams she had while she was “sleeping.” Her brain had her re-live through memories but instead of keeping them the same, the memories are either enhanced, altered, or all together not real.
The main focus of her dreams was a boy…Nick.
Nick…he’s damaged goods. Doesn’t seem like he wants a girlfriend, but seems to fall for Heather. Before she knows it, she’s breaking her rules she set…mainly to not let anyone in or know her past. He’s making her lose her guard and for some reason she almost wants to.
If you’re of the female persuasion and that didn’t make you bite your lip and suppress a girly scream…there’s something wrong with you…
The main concern is…who is Nick? Why can she only remember him through her dreams? Is he real or did her mind make him up to help her body stay alive through the coma trauma?
I loved the characters. I felt Nick was a bit too stand offish in the beginning, but once he lets her in to see his life/his dad/his brother’s death…it makes a little bit of sense. The hope, the feelings, the want, and the frustration of trying to determine what is real or made up…it’s a torrent of emotions. I have a feeling this will be a book, I’ll re-read to grab the details I missed the first time.