Cassandra, except for the charismatic extroversion, might be me in another life. She kept recording thoughts that I thought no one else considered—like how if you dream of a good thing happening to you, it's immediately eliminated from the possibilities of the universe. Imagining a specific scene playing out determines it will never happen that way.
I picked this book up at just the right time. The book begins in the fall and ends in the fall—the England countryside setting is wrapped in fog and rain and smoky fires and peaceful nights. Not to mention the castle they literally live in. This book is the closest I've found to my ideal story atmosphere. It helped that the mood of the season where I live matched the mood of the book.
I don't usually just adore romances, but I have found that if the characters are very well-developed and interesting and relatable (these were) and the setting draws me in irrevocably (this one did), I will love anything the author has to say from the first page on out.
Needless to say—one of my new favorites.