See Through Heart
by Amie Knight
Ainsley came into my life in a flurry of vibrant colors, lighting my world up when all seemed lost.
It wasn’t our quiet nights by the creek or stolen kisses surrounded by a sea of cotton that saved me.
It was her.
She was my comfort when life threw one ugly tragedy after another at me.
Until she dealt me the greatest blow.
Now, abandonment, betrayal, and death darken every corner of my life. Anger and hurt burn bright where love and trust once lived.
But, now, she’s back. Sure, she’s changed, but I see through it—straight to her heart.
I had to admit I was flattered. I figured the reason for that was Anthony was from Hell and the devil had all kinds of Jedi mind tricks up his sleeve.
“You, my friend, are a ten.” She fisted her hands on her hips and asked while pointedly looking over at my painting, “Guess who else is a ten?” She plucked her bag off the futon and turned toward the door. “On that note, I’m out. When a girl makes an epic speech like that, she should follow it with a grand exit.”
What in the hell is wrong with you? Put that…. that… weapon of ass destruction away, man. Jesus, don’t you know that I can’t unsee that shit?
I stared down at her very tight, black pants that seemed to have donuts all over them. I mean, I could have been mistaken, so I studied them harder. Nope, still donuts. I laughed even harder. “Now is not the time to discuss how delicious and fashionable my leggings are, Adrian.”
“Lord, you have to be the absolute worse alpha in history… You were a complete….” She stopped like she was contemplating just how horrible of a person I was. Then she snapped her fingers and shouted out enthusiastically, “Alpha-hole! Yep, that’s you, an alpha-hole. You are ruining every book boyfriend I’ve ever read.”
The agile layering and mesmerizing storytelling of the See Through Heart grabbed me from the first page and held me fast throughout. My heart was already broken during the dramatic and devastating prologue so I knew full well this was going to be a tense and emotive read, but I didn’t even care as I could already see the exceptional quality and depth in the writing and was helplessly enmeshed. I was engrossed, engaged, and up to my eyeballs in this compelling book from beginning to end. I was unable and unwilling to put my Kindle down any longer than absolutely necessary and felt irritation and an urge to hiss at any disruption to my reading. While they weren’t always admirable, I adored these complex and vividly drawn characters and cheered and agonized for them as their story unfolded. Amie Knight has spectacular writing skills and had me smirking, sweating, gasping, cringing, and blinking as she mined all the feels with her nimble word-craft. She left me with a bruised heart, satisfied smile, and an unusually strong desire for biscuits and gravy.