Throughout the first half of the book, I felt so heart-broken for the characters that I just couldn't stop shedding a few tears now and then. 
 I DO NOT get off on books that make my eyes start spouting water like geyser. Despite that, I went ahead with reading it because I knew that there's a nice and heart-warming ending there. I made sure of it! No way was I going to cry myself to sleep blaming the universe for all the injustices those poor book heroes and heroines have to face. I wasn't going to end up like a sorry basket-case. (No offence to the people who love these tear-jerker books.) 
 Elizabeth and Tristan start out their relationship in a less than stable manner. Both knowingly use each other to remember their dead spouses and feel the emotions that died with them. Thankfully they realized in time that this wasn't healthy for either of them and decided to just be friends. So you make out the rest of the story; redemption, revival and leaning to love again and all such things. But it is not the story that I want to appreciate this time. It's the execution and writing. 
 Like Loving Mr. Daniels, Brittainy C. Cherry offers us a closest possible view possible into the lives of two people, broken by their loss but learn to come out of it, with each other's help and love. Ms. Cherry deftly handles the issue of depression and manages to talk of forgiving oneself and moving on without sounding preachy. I swear, if I had had an inkling of pseudo-spiritual talk or psycho-analysis of characters, I would have dumped the book then and there. But it wasn't the case. 
 The only issue I found here was the sudden plot twist at the ending. It felt a little forced and much too convenient. I would have preferred a different approach for the ending the story. 
 Nevertheless, this book is a wonderful read. It definitely deserves a lot of praise.