Noah is at the pinnacle of his career. With book and movie deals galore, there isn’t much the “golden boy” of modern fiction hasn’t accomplished. But he can’t walk away from what might be the best book of the century—the one his idol, Scarlett Stanton, left unfinished. Coming up with a fitting ending for the legendary author is one thing, but dealing with her beautiful, stubborn, cynical great-granddaughter, Georgia, is quite another.
But as they read Scarlett’s words in both the manuscript and her box of letters, they start to realize why Scarlett never finished the book—it’s based on her real-life romance with a World War II pilot, and the ending isn’t a happy one. Georgia knows all too well that love never works out, and while the chemistry and connection between her and Noah is undeniable, she’s as determined as ever to learn from her great-grandmother’s mistakes—even if it means destroying Noah’s career.
I don't actually know how to put this book into words...or more accurately, I don't know how to put what I feel into words.
The work of this story, the intracicies of Noah and Georgia told interchangeably with Jameson and Scarlett work so well.
And even better than you think they will by time you get to the end.
There are 3 stories in this book, and all of them are tied up perfectly, leaving no questions as to how it could have been, might have been, and actually was.
I can't say more without spoilers, and as I'm still not even sure what to say, I will leave this with I enjoyed and recommend this book.
And make sure you have tissues. I'm still sniffling.
The ending was that perfect. And nothing was left unfinished.