5.0 (1 rating)
Wildflower Highway (Dollmaker Universe)
My husband was getting ready for work on a Tuesday afternoon and told me he didn't love me anymore.
Five words. Thirteen years. Gone.
What followed was the kind of unraveling that doesn't happen in neat chapters — it happens in gas station parking lots, bathroom floors, and the back roads of states you've never been to. It happens when you're running from everything you built and have no idea what you're running toward.
My name is DaisyAnn Fields. I'm a West Virginia woman with a big mouth, a bruised heart, a borderline personality disorder diagnosis, and apparently a talent for surviving things that should have finished me.
This is not a perfect love story.
It's a real one.
The kind where two broken people have to decide — separately, painfully, honestly — if what they had is worth rebuilding from the ground up. The kind where healing isn't pretty and love isn't enough on its own and rock bottom turns out to have a basement.
But sometimes, if you're stubborn enough, basements have doors.
Wildflower Highway is a bleeding-heart romance for anyone who has ever loved someone through the wreckage and wondered if there was anything worth saving on the other side.
Five words. Thirteen years. Gone.
What followed was the kind of unraveling that doesn't happen in neat chapters — it happens in gas station parking lots, bathroom floors, and the back roads of states you've never been to. It happens when you're running from everything you built and have no idea what you're running toward.
My name is DaisyAnn Fields. I'm a West Virginia woman with a big mouth, a bruised heart, a borderline personality disorder diagnosis, and apparently a talent for surviving things that should have finished me.
This is not a perfect love story.
It's a real one.
The kind where two broken people have to decide — separately, painfully, honestly — if what they had is worth rebuilding from the ground up. The kind where healing isn't pretty and love isn't enough on its own and rock bottom turns out to have a basement.
But sometimes, if you're stubborn enough, basements have doors.
Wildflower Highway is a bleeding-heart romance for anyone who has ever loved someone through the wreckage and wondered if there was anything worth saving on the other side.
Published: April 27, 2026
Pages: 357
ISBN: 9798252592312
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5.0
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Dhawy F.
Aug 15, 2026
Review of advance copy received from author
Do you ever feel like you need something to cry about? I personally do. So I let DaisyAnn’s story drain all of my tears, until my eyes finally said enough. I let her crumbling marriage swallow me in sadness. And through her healing in therapy, through the realizations in her husband’s soul recovery, I let different kinds of tears wash that sadness away. Trust me… it works.
DaisyAnn is a product of years of verbal abuse. Her confidence is torn apart, her world constantly shrinking. Her mind is loud, filled with the voices of those who hurt her. She even hurts herself, holding onto the sharpest piece of a shattered plate.
“Up and down was deaf. Left and right was release,” says Daisy’s mind.
David? At first, I thought he was just another villain of domestic violence. Just another name to be added to Daisy’s list of abusers. But he transforms. Through therapy guided by Joshua Anderson, the author of The Guide to Domination and Submission, there is a point where his regrets and self-blame become unbearable to handle, but he’s still transforms. Slowly. And his slow, deliberate transformation, the parts of him that’s been soften, it all made me cover my face in tears again when I yelled stop.
Wildflower Highway is not the kind of book you read to escape and never come back.
This is the kind of story that pushes you to leave domestic violence, get better, while also your partner has to get better. And when the time comes to meet again, both of you reunite as changed individuals.
One thing that stands out so clearly is this: healing takes cooperation. Not just from Daisy herself. Not just from David himself. But from both.
If you want to save a relationship from unfinished wounds, healing has to go both ways. Forgiveness, too.
For Daisy, it means forgiving David for what he has done. And for David, it means learning to forgive himself.
At the beginning, you step into survival mode. You read through a wounded mind that sees kindness as a trap and safety as something suspicious. Then you follow the journey of a lost woman, someone who only knows she needs to get out of West Virginia. And then comes the turning point, a tragedy that leads Daisy to Hidden Oaks, her place of healing, a group home for women who have survived domestic violence.
To be completely honest, I feel overwhelmed by everything this story carries. I don’t even feel like I have enough words for it. The healing feels strong and real. The process is raw, authentic, inspiring, and deeply heart-touching.
I finished this book with a sense of pride. Proud of Daisy for allowing herself to shine. Proud of David for choosing to become a better man. And yet… I still feel like I don’t have enough to say. This story is so powerful that every word I try to write feels inadequate.
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“But if you feel you made the best decision to keep them safe and save yourself, then that is the only thing that matters.”
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“Therapy is like cleaning out an infected wound. It’s uncomfortable, but it prevents worse pain later.”
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“You don’t have to be a person again all at once.”
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“This isn’t about turning you into a perfect person. We don’t do perfect here. We do honest. We do safe. We do better than yesterday when we can.”
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“Leaving for air is fine. Abandoning yourself isn’t.”
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“Healing would take time. My body would need rehab. My mind would need patience. David’s therapy would continue too, because this wasn’t about fixing what broke, but it was about learning how to stop breaking each other.”
Do you ever feel like you need something to cry about? I personally do. So I let DaisyAnn’s story drain all of my tears, until my eyes finally said enough. I let her crumbling marriage swallow me in sadness. And through her healing in therapy, through the realizations in her husband’s soul recovery, I let different kinds of tears wash that sadness away. Trust me… it works.
DaisyAnn is a product of years of verbal abuse. Her confidence is torn apart, her world constantly shrinking. Her mind is loud, filled with the voices of those who hurt her. She even hurts herself, holding onto the sharpest piece of a shattered plate.
“Up and down was deaf. Left and right was release,” says Daisy’s mind.
David? At first, I thought he was just another villain of domestic violence. Just another name to be added to Daisy’s list of abusers. But he transforms. Through therapy guided by Joshua Anderson, the author of The Guide to Domination and Submission, there is a point where his regrets and self-blame become unbearable to handle, but he’s still transforms. Slowly. And his slow, deliberate transformation, the parts of him that’s been soften, it all made me cover my face in tears again when I yelled stop.
Wildflower Highway is not the kind of book you read to escape and never come back.
This is the kind of story that pushes you to leave domestic violence, get better, while also your partner has to get better. And when the time comes to meet again, both of you reunite as changed individuals.
One thing that stands out so clearly is this: healing takes cooperation. Not just from Daisy herself. Not just from David himself. But from both.
If you want to save a relationship from unfinished wounds, healing has to go both ways. Forgiveness, too.
For Daisy, it means forgiving David for what he has done. And for David, it means learning to forgive himself.
At the beginning, you step into survival mode. You read through a wounded mind that sees kindness as a trap and safety as something suspicious. Then you follow the journey of a lost woman, someone who only knows she needs to get out of West Virginia. And then comes the turning point, a tragedy that leads Daisy to Hidden Oaks, her place of healing, a group home for women who have survived domestic violence.
To be completely honest, I feel overwhelmed by everything this story carries. I don’t even feel like I have enough words for it. The healing feels strong and real. The process is raw, authentic, inspiring, and deeply heart-touching.
I finished this book with a sense of pride. Proud of Daisy for allowing herself to shine. Proud of David for choosing to become a better man. And yet… I still feel like I don’t have enough to say. This story is so powerful that every word I try to write feels inadequate.
⸻
“But if you feel you made the best decision to keep them safe and save yourself, then that is the only thing that matters.”
⸻
“Therapy is like cleaning out an infected wound. It’s uncomfortable, but it prevents worse pain later.”
⸻
“You don’t have to be a person again all at once.”
⸻
“This isn’t about turning you into a perfect person. We don’t do perfect here. We do honest. We do safe. We do better than yesterday when we can.”
⸻
“Leaving for air is fine. Abandoning yourself isn’t.”
⸻
“Healing would take time. My body would need rehab. My mind would need patience. David’s therapy would continue too, because this wasn’t about fixing what broke, but it was about learning how to stop breaking each other.”