By: C.C. Hunter
Published: February 27th 2018
Length: 384 Pages
A new heart saved her life—but will it help her find out what really happened to its donor?
Seventeen-year-old Leah MacKenzie is heartless. An artificial heart in a backpack is keeping her alive. However, this route only offers her a few years. And with her rare blood type, a transplant isn’t likely. Living like you are dying isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. But when a heart becomes available, she’s given a second chance at life. Except Leah discovers who the donor was — a boy from her school — and they’re saying he killed himself. Plagued with dreams since the transplant, she realizes she may hold the clues to what really happened.
Matt refuses to believe his twin killed himself. When Leah seeks him out, he learns they are both having similar dreams and he’s certain it means something. While unraveling the secrets of his brother’s final moments, Leah and Matt find each other, and a love they are terrified to lose. But life and even new hearts don’t come with guarantees. Who knew living took more courage than dying?
C.C. Hunter created two opposite of the spectrum main characters in Leah and Matt. While using the cliché antics of shy unbeknownst pretty girl and popular jock a fundamentally sound storyline was born.
It was heart wrenching to watch as it unfolded from Leah’s heart complications to the death of Eric (Matt’s identical twin brother) your heart beings to split into equal parts. The relationship that blooms between the two with the help of the remaining cast was quick to form but slow to get there. It was a lot of back a forth between the pair that, while it made for an interesting read just seem to hold up the remaining of the plot of Eric death. Murder or suicide?
Which frankly could have easily been solved at the halfway point of reading. But even with that slight flaw ( what I think is a flaw in a mystery), I still found myself reading and wanting to see the outcome of Leah and Matt. And I must say a few tears were shed at the end. Not ugly cry tears but the type of tears you could easily pass off as something in your eye type of tears.
The building of the relationship did seem a little over done to me, it seemed to drag out more than necessary, but even with that parts of it felt as though it jump abruptly fast. It almost felt as though something was missing and a whole lot of nothing was added in its place. You do however get the sense of a first love butterflies fluttering around when reading. Because well there are parts that are just adorable.