3.5 ⭐️s rounded down. Honestly the first 3/4 of the book just felt so devastating and sad. Like a misnomer of the title. It was 2 people who love each other but refuse to be honest and vulnerable and instead constantly either push each other away or try to make each other miserable because they’re so hurt. Add to that, even the best friends couldn’t talk to each other and be honest. Which isn’t deep friendship.

The last 1/4 turned around and had some great nuggets about not living for other people or making yourself into what you think someone wants, but fighting for what’s important. And that real friendship should be honest. The writing was also excellent, as Emily Henry’s always are. I love how she is able to make the dialogue fun, witty and clever, but also deep, thoughtful and vulnerable when called for.

But the book just held such a sad and heavy note thru most of it, I struggled to enjoy it. I wanted to shake everyone and tell them to just freaking talk to each other instead of either assuming things or being a punching bag.