The beginning of this book looked promising. Samira, in her late 20s, can't keep a steady job and relies on her brother's money to pay her rent (which is not so cool but cool in a way - I mean yes, give me flawed characters for once!). When she meets rich golf star Roland at a party, she falls for him and soon agrees to become his wife and move to his luxurious mansion in another state. But as you might have already guessed, the story is not that simple - Roland is a widower, and he may or may have not have something to do with his late wife Melanie's death. Very soon Samira finds Melanie's journals, which the latter was writing for her therapist, and she will eventually find out whether Roland killed the previous Mrs or he didn't.

Unfortunately, the book failed to entertain me. Melanie's journals are written not in a way journals should be, but indistinguishable from the whole book - people don't write their journals like professional writers do. However, the main reason I didn't enjoy the story was the predictability and lack of originality. If you listen to what the characters say carefully and notice little details, congrats - there will be no twists here for you, it's all laid out in the plain sight. If you missed the hints, you will probably be disappointed notwithstanding, as these twists are already overused and appeared in so many books of the genre.

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I mean, the murder victim's body was severely damaged and identified only by DNA, and soon we find out she had a twin sister?! Oh boy that looks suspicious to me..

It's a pity as Shanora Williams strikes me as a good personality according to what I've read about her in the interviews, so - good luck to her and her next books, I will not refuse to read something new from her. This one just wasn't for me.