Published by Transworld Digital on 10th March 2014
Genres: Abuse, Contemporary, Issues, Mental Health, New Adult, Romance
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♥️ Three fateful encounters....
♥️ Two heart-breaking tragedies....
♥️ One last chance to get it right.
From New York Times best selling author Cassia Leo, comes an epic love story about rewriting destiny.
Over the course of five years, Mikki and Crush cross paths on three separate occasions. Their first encounter changes Mikki's life forever, but their second meeting leaves them both buried beneath the emotional wreckage of a violent attack. Mikki is left with more questions and grief than she can handle, while Crush is forced to forget the girl who saved his life.
Now nineteen years old, Mikki Gladstone has decided she's tired of the mind-numbing meds. She books a flight to Los Angeles to end her life far away from her loving, though often distant, family.
Twenty-one-year-old Crush has always channeled his blackest thoughts into his music, but he's never had great aspirations. He decides to fly to Los Angeles to record a demo of the only song he's never performed in public; a song he wrote for a girl he doesn't even know: Black Box. He has no expectations of fame and he's never felt like his life had any purpose... until he meets Mikki in Terminal B.
When Mikki and Crush cross paths for the third time in Terminal B, neither has any idea who the other person is; until they slowly piece together their history and realize that fate has more in store for them than just another love story.
Reviewed by Kelly
*I received an eARC in exchange for an honest review*
Quite honestly I don’t think I have EVER read a book that has left me as emotionally drained as Black Box did. And as harrowing, heartbreaking, and downright difficult to read at times as Black Box was I LOVED IT.
I’ve never read a storyline like the one in Black Box and it was just so refreshing. The way that different aspects of the plot were all woven together was amazing and the care and sensitivity that Cassia Leo showed the various subject matters tackled in this book shone through in her writing. I could TELL that this wasn’t something that she just hashed out to be able to say she’d published another book (and I’m not implying that I think she ever has done that!). I think it’s safe to say she did her research with this book, she had to have done. The way Mikki’s mental illness was portrayed just seemed so accurate. I have never suffered from mental illness so I can’t say for sure, but her feelings just felt so real to me, I could feel myself nodding my head to the things she was saying and agreeing with her turbulent, messed up, thoughts.
Once I started reading I couldn’t stop. Ihad tears streaming down my face but I had to know what was around the corner for Mikki and Crush. I had to know how things ended for them. I didn’t WANT to put down my iPad and find out later in the day once I’d done some chores, I WANTED to know NOW! It’s rare these days that I read a book in less than a day – Black Box made me break that rule, there was just no other option for me.
The ending felt a little abrupt to me. It’s hard to explain because I’m concious of not mentioning spoilers. In one way I do get why it ended there. But also I thought it was a little weird to end where it did. Argh, I just don’t have the right words to articulate my point to someone reading this who hasn’t read the book.
Anyway, because of the ending I felt like I needed to knock a teeny-tiny half star mark off. BUT let it be known that I LOVED Black Box and it’s definitely a book I would re-read, and I don’t do that with many books.
From Mikki’s POV
The club is tiny and very dark, but it’s warm; and not just because the heat is working. Something about this place feels … safe.
We sit down on some stools at the bar, which runs almost the entire length of the narrow room. I take off my coat and lay it across the stool next to me and Crush does the same.
“When Jimmy gets here, he’ll make you the best damn martini you’ve ever had.”
“This place has the best music and the best martinis? Sounds like heaven.”
“It is,” he replies proudly.
We sit in silence for a moment; just long enough for the dark anxiety to start building inside me again. I begin thinking of how I almost freaked out in the alley a few minutes ago and wondering when my craziness is going to be too much for him to handle.
Don’t think about it, the voice inside my head shouts. But, on any given day, my thoughts vary between a leaky faucet and a fire-hose of negativity, drowning me or just annoying the hell out of me until I’m forced to do something to make them stop.
“What are you thinking?” Crush asks, and suddenly I notice that he’s holding a crushed penny in his hand; actually, he’s rubbing the penny between his thumb and forefinger.
“Do you think saving someone’s life cancels out taking another person’s life?”
He looks horrified by this question. “What? What do you mean?”
“I mean exactly what I said. If you kill someone, can you erase that sin by saving someone else’s life?”
He drops the penny onto the bar. “Why would you ask me that?” I wait for him to pick up the penny before I reply.
“Look, it’s just a question. No need to freak out. I didn’t kill anyone.”
“That’s not what I was implying.” He shakes his head. “Just excuse the minor spaz-out. The answer to your question is no. I don’t think saving someone’s life cancels out killing someone else.”
He casts his eyes downward after he says this; a sure sign that he’s lying or he’s hiding something. “Have you ever killed anyone?”
“You pick something. I trust you.”
“Don’t tell me I don’t know you when I’ve spent the last three years trying to forget you.”
“I think the thought of never having met you is worse than what happened to me that night.” I take his hand and close my eyes as I lay it over my heart. “This black box is yours to keep.”
“I need you to teach me how to breathe when you’re gone.”