I have to say that this is possibly the best chick-lit that I’ve ever read in a long while. Initially, I was interested by the title. Thirteen Weddings. Uh-oh, there’s a time limit! So, I grabbed it off the bookshelf and began reading the back description and I got more interested…only to be disappointed in a sense when I read the final two lines.
“As Alex’s own wedding day draws ever nearer, their chemistry becomes harder to ignore. Bronte must decide whether to fight for the man she loves, or to let him go forever.”
I went from ‘OMG, must read this book!’ to ‘Nooooo, is this going to be that book where the girl crashes the wedding and runs off with the man of her dreams?’
Well, lucky me because it wasn’t. In fact, I was actually hoping that Bronte would get together with Alex but then Lachie came into the picture and I switched sides. Yes, I went from Team Alex to Team Lachie in about one second because “one word: Phwoar.”
I’m lying. I probably went into Team Lachie a little later because hey, he treats Bronte way better than Alex ever would. I mean come on, Alex said it himself (to Bronte even!) that he and Zara, his fiancé has history but not chemistry like how he does with Bronte, and to be honest, I don’t get why a person should marry another just because they only have history. On top of that, Zara’s a party pooper, totally career-driven and so….cold—perfectionist cold. I don’t even know how Alex ended up going out with a girl like her. In fact, I’ve always imagined this kind of girl partnered up with some equally career-driven and perfectionist man so imagine me falling onto the floor when I found out that Alex and Zara dated since university which is like a near decade if you bring it up to the character’s present time too! That guy even put a ring onto her finger! His reason? He thought that he only had a future with Zara then because Bronte was heading back to Australia while he stayed in UK. What? WHAT?! You’re an ass! I don’t care whether you’re confused about your feelings or not but when you actually marry someone who’s apparently the wrong girl and invite the other girl who holds your heart as well, you do not call the latter up, saying that you made a mistake and that you’ve divorced the former because you love the latter more. It’s equivalent to dealing the deathblow to someone you stringed along, shattering the broken heart further and entirely crushing the life out of that poor blood-pumping organ only to step over the pieces, ripping out the in-process stitches as it desperately tries to function as it used to again.
Oh, and let’s not forget that Bronte was already moving on and with Lachie at that time too. Sweet, kind and understanding Lachie who despite should’ve given up on confused and broken Bronte the moment he knew that she was still in love with Alex but held feelings for him as well, remained by her side, continued to love and take care of her. He brought her warmth and I daresay that he brought her joy as well, especially during the moments before they officially got together. To be honest, I’ve my fingers crossed for Bronte and Lachie to tie the knot together sometime in the future. No, I don’t mean that there should be a sequel just because of that. I mean that in their world’s future because the last word on a page never means it’s the end of the story. It’s only the end of the journey wished to be shared with others for characters always live on.
Anyway, Thirteen Weddings is definitely chick-lit at its best. I couldn’t put the book down and it didn’t matter if the clock showed that it was already 3AM in the morning, I kept on reading until I reached the last printed word of Bronte’s story. Furthermore, the characters are so realistic and my heart went out to Bronte who had to deal with so much crap in her life. Fortunately, she has Lachie to make things brighter now. I’ll definitely be picking up some more books by Toon.
Rating: 5 out of 5 stars.