TJR takes the reader through the gruesome complexities of grieving and the doubt that comes along with it. She defines what constitutes “real” love and if there is a way to measure it. The book navigates all stages of grief and shows no loss looks or feels the same. The martyrdom of someone who has passed can make moving through life after them as difficult as taking off the rose-colored glasses. 

the way the main character’s grief was portrayed was so beautiful and meaningful to me. i related to her so much; i could not put this book down! i’m going to be thinking about it for a long time.

This was suppose to break my heart. Instead, it introduced me a woman who is painfully self-absorbed and naive, surrounded by a cast of under-developed characters I didn't care about, before abruptly ending. The ambition was there, but the execution is so bad. 

Taylor Jenkins Reid you have done it again