This excruciatingly long-winded book makes you feel like you are reading the diary of the most solipsistic person on the planet. Every scene has multiple flashbacks and spin-offs and unnecessary descriptions, only returning to the main plot after the author is certain you have forgotten what was happening. Anabel is a jerk, and psychotic to boot. I finished this book out of some weird need to finish all the books I own, but I regret it heartily.

And can we talk about that ending?

Spoiler

Anabel, who has spent this entire exhaustingly lengthy novel waxing poetic about how wet Luke makes her, ends this book by fucking a guy who isn't even mentioned until well over halfway through the book? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. I know she proved early on she can't handle more than one glass of booze or she turns into a slippery Muppet, but come on. I hate her, and I hope they both break up with her.