A beautiful, funny, sexy, modern, (less creepy), actually mystique retelling of The Time Traveller’s Wife is what lies within the pages of A Love Song for Ricki Wilde.

I knew Tia Williams would once again shine, cradling my heart gently before throwing it at the wall and shattering it like glass.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Perhaps this is hyperbole but this is definitely the kind of book that makes you believe in love again; not just the romantic sort either. Love for friends, (found) family, your person and maybe even life itself.

The realization you have once you know where the story’s going puts you in the same smitten despair Ezra has when he meets Ricki. You feel the inevitable ache but you keep pushing on, because the beauty you get out of it is so, so worth it.