“I promise to never let go…”
That was Abigail’s unspoken promise to Matt the night she thought she found her happily ever after. But just as quickly, her promise will be put to the test as Matt’s past returns and threatens to tear them apart.
Abigail may be forced to walk away from the only place she now calls home, unless she can find the strength in her heart to stay and fight for Matt.
With every unspoken promise made to each other, can they learn to push beyond their past, or will they allow it to split them apart?
New Adult Contemporary Romance: Due to strong language and sexual content, not intended for readers under the age of 18.
**This book is not a standalone and cannot be read as such. You must read "Unspoken Memories" to fully grasp the plot**
This is book 2 in an awesome series. Unspoken Promises picks up right where Unspoken Memories left off. This is a wonderful read full of drama that will leave you on the edge of your seat wondering what will happen next. I loved Unspoken Promises, because with this being the second book of the series, you've already developed a love for the characters, Abigail and Matt in the first book. You get into a whole new dynamic with book 2, and let me tell you, it is filled with drama. Gabbie Duran takes you on an emotional Abigail and Matt roller-coaster that you will not want to get off. Gabbie did a wonderful job of making you emotionally invested in these characters and I can't wait to find out what happens with them next. My only complaint(and it's not major) that made this a 4 star instead 5 star read, is that I found Abigail to be a little more needy and less self assured in this book than in the first book. I would have liked to have seen her continue to be the same strong individual that she was in book 1, but I can completely understand her reactions after all that she has gone through.
~Lauren~
Matt…
Emily always had a way of making me see the answer to my problems. While growing up, she was always there to lend an ear. Listening without judgment to every single word. I don’t know how many times I depended on her for an answer, and no matter how many times I asked, she always responded.
The day she died, it felt as if she took a part of my soul with her, and I had let her. She deserved it more than I did. It wasn’t until the day Abigail walked into my life that I knew that part of my soul had returned. It’s as if Emily was giving it back to me, knowing I desperately needed it.
Abigail was the light at the end of a darkened tunnel that I was trapped inside of. I had refused to keep walking forward when Emily died, but Abigail finally forced me to take the steps to awaken her. She helped me find the light within myself.
Dropping down to the ground, my knees hit the earth, sending a jolting pain up my legs. I stare down at the grave marker, realizing it’s the first time I’ve laid eyes on it. The elegance of the black marble represents the extravagant taste of her husband’s family. I had blown off their countless phone calls when they had contacted me to help choose the marker. I didn’t care. It would have made me face the reality that she was never coming back. The agonizing disbelief of seeing it brings tears to my eyes.
I sit there with the silence surrounding me as I allow the tears to fall and the agony takes over me. I miss her so fucking much. I keep wishing that she were still here with me. Just a phone call away like she was before. I’m selfish, I know, but I hate the fact that she’s no longer by my side when I want her to be.
After what seems like hours of sitting there crying alongside her, I somehow find the courage to speak. “I fucked up, Em,” I say crying at her grave. “And I don’t think she’s ever going to forgive me. You always told me that me fucking around was going to come back and bite me in the ass and you were right.” The words come out as a whisper as I continue to speak. “I can’t stand the thought of losing her, as I did you,” I cry down to her, expecting an answer, but all I receive is silence.
COPYRIGHT 2014 © GABBIE S. DURAN
Gabbie is a Southern California native, who lives with her wonderful husband, two amazing kids and a senior citizen kitty. When she’s not writing you can find her reading or sneaking off for a run. Some might say it’s a crazy life, but she wouldn’t change anything about it.
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