Last night I finished the novel Heartless, by Mary Balogh, and I felt it very strongly, I was internally shaken by several of the main characters except for the main psychopath who literally caused me stomach ache and nausea.
I understood Anna perfectly, how horrible it is to keep "secrets", that helplessness to speak, the fear of not being understood, the "shame" of what others will think. This stirred up a little bit of childhood abuse that I had totally erased from my mind - sorry if this comment is grotesque - but I am very saddened by the many children who suffer abuse and their parents never realize it and cannot defend themselves. It makes me very angry to know that these psychopaths abuse, manipulate and kill the vulnerable and ignorant until those who manage to stop them if they have the possibility, if they don't die first.
Something that caused me a lot of impotence was that as in the character of Anna was so naive not to realize the danger in which she was lurking follow the game of the psychopath, to ignore his intuition about the danger.
I felt rather that the heartless one was her mother, I can't understand how you can give birth to children and not have the love or affection for them, and in the name of "duty" deprive yourself as a mother by following "rules and behaviors" that are dictated by psychopaths, this doesn't make sense.
I loved Luke I couldn't relate to his character as a heartless man, I really liked that he had that feminine sensibility and didn't hide it, as well as his firmness in the second part of his life to give everything its due, which I think is more than fair.
The characters of Lovatt Blaydon and Henrietta seemed to me to be psychopathic to varying degrees, very unpleasant.
I don't know if I'm doing something wrong, or why in this story it affected me physically, my stomach hurt and I got nauseous, a bit of a headache, I also feel a bit depressed. It makes me wonder, It could be a very internal unblocking, I don't feel very strong in my stomach when I read about psychopathy. Maybe, Does that mean I should dig deeper, dig out whatever I have buried, or should I stop and look for other stories?
This story for me was not like a "roller coaster", it was more like jumping out of a plane without a parachute and landing on feather pillows
In the end what made me think a lot was that although our circumstances may be terrible, we have the possibility if we put our hearts and will to learn, to decide for happiness and the common good.