This book was good, I just didn't think it was that good. It was the kind of three star read that I really enjoyed, but I don't think I'd be any worse off if I hadn't read it, and that's usually the cutoff between three and four stars for me. I don't think this is a book I'll remember very much for years to come.

I enjoyed Evelyn's story. I thought it was really entertaining and I was invested to the end, but to be perfectly honest, I'd rather this have been a third person faux biography of her life. I feel like that was a story I'd have enjoyed significantly more. I understand why Reid wrote in Monique's character and told it this way, but it didn't work for me. I never cared about Monique. I never cared about her story. It always felt jarring when her sections popped up, like I was being pulled away from the story I actually did care about.

I also felt that Evelyn's section always fell more on the side of telling rather than showing. Which I understand was because she was literally telling her story to Monique, but that didn't make it anymore enjoyable to read. I very much felt like I was getting a secondhand account of the story instead of being able to experience it first hand, which I think is the biggest reason I didn't feel as connected as I would have liked to.

But all in all, it was an enjoyable read. Definitely a positive experience to read this book, even if it didn't wind up having a huge impact on me.