Why the teddy bear?
It’s kind of hard to see but the model on Don’t Let Me Fall’s cover is holding a teddy bear. It has a significant meaning throughout the book involving Rebeckah’s late friend, Alice. Alice gave Rebeckah a teddy bear freshman year of college who was later named, Ally-bear. Rebeckah kept it through the years because it was special. After Alice’s gruesome death, Rebeckah has the bear to hold on to while grieving over the sudden loss. Later on in the book, you’ll find out something happens to the bear, causing Rebeckah to not only lose the only connection to her best friend, but also feeling like she lost Alice all over again. The bear will symbolize many things throughout the book but the most important are friendship, anguish, solitude, and love. All at different times, that is. I wanted something so small and common to mean much more. Some people think of a teddy bear as a bear. Something insignificant that losing it wouldn't matter but to Rebeckah, it's her hold onto her past. The past where she was actually happy and living.
A New Adult romance stand-alone novel.
I don’t want to be here.
When you lose the one person that was your whole life, you’ll understand. For me, it was my best friend, Alice. We spent every second of every day together. We planned a life. I was actually living. I was happy.
Now, it’s just gone.
And I’m still here. Lonely. A tatted up body with an empty soul.
Getting inside of my head won’t be pretty. I’m warning you now that you won’t like me. I hate people besides my family. I hate everything around me. I just want to be alone. And I HATE how Logan Mercer doesn’t understand that. He’s everywhere; getting inside of my head, kissing me when he shouldn’t be, messing everything up, and trying to get me to open up. He’s making me crazier than I already am. Why do I need to talk about my life? Why does he even care?
Why doesn’t anyone understand that I don’t want to get attached to people? I don’t want to get fixed.
I want to be alone.
I want to be free.
I want to fly.
My name is Rebeckah Lennox and this is my story…of how I fell.
WARNING: Due to heavy subject matter, strong language, possible triggering descriptions of self-harm and some sexual situations this book is not recommended for anyone under the age of 17.
“I have to go,” I said, trying to sit up but Logan held me down.
“I can drive you anywhere,” he said.
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
“Please don’t feel pressured into watching me. You really don’t have to. I just need to get out of here.”
“Rebeckah, I don’t have to. I want to.”
“You just feel sorry for me. I’m sorry to disappoint but that’s all I’m good at.”
“Hey,” He caressed my cheek as he stared into my eyes like he was trying to get into my soul. “If you’re talking about last night then don’t worry about it. Shit happens.”
“You know I’m fucked up. Any sane person sees it.”
“You’re not fucked up.” I raised an eyebrow. What else would someone call it then? High on life? Fucking shitting rainbows? I don’t fucking know, I’m making shit up to see if anything works. “Okay, you’re a little fucked up.” That’s it. “But so is everyone else.”
Briana Pacheco hates referring to herself in third person so let’s start off with I’m the author of the Enough Trilogy, Don’t Let Me Fall, and many more books to come in the future. I’m from Boston and a wannabe explorer so one day I’ll travel the world. So far, that’s only happening when I write but I’m not giving up just yet. I love coffee, music and books, and I have an obsession with tattoos and accents. Sadly, I have neither so I make my characters have them instead. I’m an avid reader and if I’m not writing, you’ll find me with a book (or Kindle) in my hands. I love hearing from readers about anything so please don’t be shy and stalk me.