Review: Into the Tomorrows by Whitney Barbetti

Review: Into the Tomorrows by Whitney BarbettiInto the Tomorrows by Whitney Barbetti
Series: Bleeding Hearts #1
June 16, 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
Pages: 302
Format: eBook
Source: Purchased
Also by this author: Ten Below Zero
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I was born in sadness, which was just the beginning of a solemn and desolate life. I'm no stranger to pain—none of us are. The night I held my best friend's hand as she died, I understood true agony. And I never thought I'd feel happiness again.

But that was so long ago...

Moving to Colorado to be with Colin, my high school sweetheart, was the perfect way to start over and rekindle what had begun to fizzle. I wanted that spark to ignite, to burn in passion and desire. Instead, I found myself falling for Jude, my boyfriend's roommate. He’s the only person who understands my soul, who can breach the walls I’ve built. But I can't have him.

Because I'm Trista Kohl, and my destiny is sorrow.

I am struggling with my overall rating and thoughts on Into the Tomorrows.  Barbetti’s Ten Below Zero was a standout read for me when I read it last year, and I was very much looking forward to this title.  I like broken characters and the idea of falling for your partner’s roommate is the right amount of taboo to catch my attention.

So, why the struggle?

Well, there were a couple of things. Let’s start with the bad then move on to the good.

Trista.

Trista has not had a happy life, her childhood was not carefree and she lacked a lot of love at home. One constant was her best friend and later, in high school, her boyfriend. Though, Colin really sucks at being a boyfriend as time goes on. Trista is content with that. As if she’s programmed to just accept whatever is given with no expectations or belief that she even deserves better.  Through so much of the book this girl is depressed and I had such a hard time with that. Not because I don’t understand depression or grief and the heavy burden they both play on a life…it was more that she seemed to look for it. As if she chose to turn every memory into something sad instead of something cherished. 

Had her depression lasted for a shorter time, I would have been behind it 100%. But she lived this way for years. YEARS. Years with a sad and lonely life. Years with a boyfriend she rarely saw and didn’t even know anymore. I hated the timeline of it all. I hated that she never, in all those years, tried to be a person with value and worth.  I know people deal with grief differently and so many readers will understand her plight, but…for me…it was difficult.

Colin.

What an utter twat. I never saw him as anything other than that. Which makes it really difficult to understand why either of them stayed in this weird, six year, relationship. Separated by distance, by choice, yet still technically together. FOR YEARS. Again, the timeline just didn’t work for me. I saw through this guy from the beginning, in all things expect for one. He kept one secret that I didn’t quite see coming.

There are a lot of secrets in this story. Most, I think a lot of readers will pick up on. But it was those secrets that kept me reading, I really wanted to see how tragic the reveal would be. I mean, there was no way it could flesh out with a tidy happy ending. Not easily, anyway.

That was a tick on the plus side.

Another plus was Jude. The only really developed and appealing character. He’s caring and tender but he also holds his cards close to his chest. I could easily see why Trista would fall for him, even when I had a hard time understanding why he would fall for her.

While the beginning was a rough go for me, it got better once Jude and Trista really began to connect.  And the ending, well…I saw that cliff coming and still willing jumped and now I’ll be hanging on it until book two arrives.

About Whitney Barbetti

Whitney Barbetti is really, truly awful at writing in the third person, so we’re just going to change this bio up a bit and write it as first person.

I am married with two boys. When I’m not changing diapers or cutting food into tiny bites, I escape to Starbucks for hours. My blood pressure actually drops the moment I walk in, hear the baristas call my name, and inhale the aroma of coffee beans. And I don’t even like coffee.

I love music and have a playlist for everything. Queen is my very favorite.

I like watching creepy shows when I am home alone but then I instantly regret them once my mind starts breeding irrational fears. I try to channel my fears into my books as a way to cope.

I have about 20 bacon things in my fridge.


  • Betül

    Great review Ali! I made the right decision by not buying this one, everything you didnt like I wouldnt like either.


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