Published by Henry Holt and Co. (BYR) on June 13th 2017
Grace wants out. Out of her house, where her stepfather wields fear like a weapon and her mother makes her scrub imaginary dirt off the floors. Out of her California town, too small to contain her big city dreams. Out of her life, and into the role of Parisian artist, New York director—anything but scared and alone.
Enter Gavin: charming, talented, adored. Controlling. Dangerous. When Grace and Gavin fall in love, Grace is sure it's too good to be true. She has no idea their relationship will become a prison she's unable to escape.
Deeply affecting and unflinchingly honest, this is a story about spiraling into darkness—and emerging into the light again.
We are so happy to be a part of the BAD ROMANCE – #ChooseYou Blog Tour!
As part of the tour, we are sharing with you some of our own bad romance stories. Mine is called “Unrequited Love Ruins Friendships.”
In high school and college, I thought I was in love with the same boy. We met in junior year of high school — I was the new kid. I was actually happy to be the new kid – my previous school had been a nightmare and the school before that I’d been bullied. So a fresh start was fantastic!
Sitting across from me in my Spanish class my first day of school was this really cute, funny guy. My heart instantly jumped when I saw him. Teenage hearts do that.
The year progressed and the boy and I became friends, sharing alot of the same interests. We were friends, yes, but there was always the niggling in the back of my brain that I LIKED HIM — I wanted him to be my boyfriend. Then senior year happened. Graduation. I watched him go out with other girls, made friends with the girls, always secretly jealous of them. First year of college — we ended up going to the same university. Still ever maintaining our friendship — with me secretly wanting him all for myself. But it was never to be.
One drunken night, I confessed my feelings to him and was so harshly rebuffed that I was depressed for weeks. “But you’re like my SISTER!” he’d exclaimed. Not what I wanted to hear, not after years of secretly yearning for this boy. I stopped going to the same university a year later – transferred to a bigger one to finish my degree. And for my own safety, I put distance between us, untill there was no more friendship, no more anything. I now haven’t seen that boy in over 10 years.
Looking back, though, I wish I could have maintained the friendship. I ended up finding the man of my dreams not long after that — someone who is truly my soulmate. I could have kept being friends with someone who had been one of my best friends, if it weren’t for my stupid broken heart.
But I chose myself. and you should always #ChooseYou — even if it’s for selfish reasons.