I didn’t go into this book expecting a lot since it was a storyline that seemed pretty common, but it had gotten made into a movie so there had to be something compelling. It didn’t start off great, with an info dump on Mia’s life/future and the presentation of her family to be so quirky and lovable, I felt almost talked down to since I knew something awful was about to happen. I found the whole book to be overall standard. The ending was fairly predictable and there was a level of depth that I expected, but was never delivered. 

Based on the time given to them, the story was as much about her parents as it was about her. Mia’s reflections at her parents’ youth was supposed to highlight her difference from her family, but all it really did was make me want the story to be about them instead because it made Mia TOO boring and 2D. I actively disliked the other significant person in her narrative: Mia’s boyfriend, Adam. He seemed desperate to get to her bedside, but I didn’t get why he thought he was more deserving than her family in the waiting room. I was waiting for some shocking reason to be revealed, but no. He was just her boyfriend. Overall, the way he was described made me feel like he was entitled & inconsiderate. 

The story had it’s problems, but the one I found most detrimental to my enjoyment of the story was the actual format of the book. It was split up by time stamps rather than chapters, so there were little natural breaks to give readers a rest. It was hard to put down in the worst way possible. 

The format was poorly crafted and the story was a self-contained ball of ehh, so I did not waste my time picking up the sequel.