Really disliked both main characters. They were selfish, petulant and immature and Kate was really manipulative and petty. If you wanted a picture of a toxic relationship solely built on the physical but *sure* they loved each other, this is it.

The writing was often stiff and stilted, would go into mundane detail in some places but more often gappy elsewhere and the narrative had you feeling like you were just watching it happen rather than invited into the story. Also the dialogue for Margaret was completely bizarre for a toddler, even a spoiled brat of one.

There was very little highlighted about fascism in London with Mosley or the child refugees. I think that’s why I kept reading instead of stopping the book, hoping it would offer something new to learn. But it didn’t. If you’re looking for more on Mosley, look for books on the Mitford sisters and the Bright Young Things - one of the sisters married Mosley.

Thanks to Netgalley for an advanced copy of this book. All opinions are mine.