This book felt like it didn’t know what it wanted to be. It’s mis-marketed as a psychological thriller, when most of the mystery aspect of the story is left for the last quarter of the book.

For the majority of the book, it’s a story about a girl working through her feelings after her ex-boyfriend dies in an accident.

It’s told in first person, and there’s a lot of reference to incidents that the narrator was a part of but we aren’t actually told what is going on for a good chunk of the book. That’s kind of a pet peeve of mine in books: when the story is told in first person and that person alludes to some big event that happened but doesn’t let the reader in on it for over half the book. It feels like a cheap way to attempt to build tension. Also, once the ‘secret’ is revealed, it almost never lives up to the hype.

By the time this book finally begins to focus on the mystery, it’s still not ‘psychologically thrilling’. It’s a pretty standard, predictable mystery that never once surprised me.

I feel like if this book had stayed a quiet book about grief and how you mourn someone even after your relationship has ended, I might have enjoyed it more. Same goes if the publisher hadn’t tried to sell this as a psychological thriller.