Unlike seemingly everyone else here on the Storygraph, I wasn’t in love with this book. I found the pace incredibly slow, the writing style bland and its many storylines just didn’t grasp me… mostly because I had no idea what was going on.

I was confused by the writing style. The first chapter was very poetic and beautiful, I was impressed. Sad to say, though, that it didn’t last. The writing styles seemed to change every so often, almost as if multiple manuscripts had been combined into this book. It was just very inconsistent. I’m willing to ignore the writing style changes as it could be due to the fact I was reading a translation, but it sure was disappointing.

The book is written from multiple different POVs, which can be great if done correctly, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case here. There were SO many POVs, I just couldn’t keep track and got lost many time. Somehow I feel like even the writer herself got a little lost, because in some chapters you’d be informed of the year and person you’d be reading about, in others you were left to guess what was was going on. Some chapters were in first person, others in third. Some in present, others in past tense. Again: very inconsistent.

Now, the storyline itself, I found was all over the place. Even halfway through the book, I wasn’t sure what it was trying to achieve. Are we romanticizing ménage à trois? Are we talking about finding your true love? About having to let go of those you love? With so many POVs to keep track of, it was hard to focus on what really mattered here. And even though the message was sad, the book didn’t manage to make me cry. And I cry at commercials…

Lastly. I must admit that with her writing, Valérie kept my attention. Unfortunately it wasn’t  in the way she should have. I was bored, confused. Wanted it to be over. Sad to say I’ll be giving this book 2.5 stars.