As much as I adored Emily Henry's other books Book Lovers and People We Meet on Vacation, I didn't find anything special about this one.
I didn't really believe in the romance. It felt like simply sexual attraction and nothing else. We don't ever really get to see them spend that much time together. Most of this story is about fictional characters IN this fictitious book. Or the characters histories. But not them. In this moment. Doing things which make them fall in love. Not enough, anyway.