Book review: Remission

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⭐5/5

"He was asking for my permission to seal the kiss that lingered like a ghost on our lips."

As you probably know by now, I don't read romance often, but when I saw Ofelia Martinez was releasing a medical romance with Mexican-American representation, I had to pick it up. I’m new-ish at medical romances, but this book was definitely what the doctor ordered. It had all of my favorite elements: strong characters, emotional wounds, and escalating conflict.

When I put Remission in among my favorite Latinx books, I didn't do it because of the representation, or the spice, or the dark and handsome romantic interest. I put Remission among my favorites because of Carolina Ramirez.

Carolina was the sort of role model I needed to see in books growing up. She's a Mexican woman, curvy, beyond smart, and all-around chingona. I loved to read about a Mexican-American woman with a big heart and focused on her career that finds love among medical trials and life in Kansas City.

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Ofelia Martinez delivered a romance story unlike any other I had read before and I'm so happy to be able to read the next installment on the Heartland Metro Hospital series.

Here's more about the book:

As Dr. Carolina Ramirez’s career is taking off, she gets incredible news. Dr. Hector Medina, the doctor she idolized as a teenager and whose research she used to design her cutting-edge clinical trial, is joining her team. As her boss.

But they say you should never meet your heroes, and Carolina is about to get far more than she bargained for. She knows a liaison with her boss is a bad idea. But in addition to the intellectual spark they share, there’s an undeniable physical connection between them she can’t seem to ignore.

Then it all goes wrong and instead of explaining himself, he skips town, nearly destroying her—and her career—in his wake.

Seven years later, he’s back and opening up old wounds she’d thought long healed. She’s recovered her career, her reputation, and her confidence despite his devastating betrayal. She should hate him. Instead, she finds herself drawn to him once again.

Why can’t she get him out of her head? And why does her body still react to him after so many years apart?