at this point, i think it is a me problem. Pride and Prejudice is one of my favorite novels and i love women, so i thought this book would be for me. it simply wasn’t the vibe for me. that is the only way i can explain it. my main gripe is that it felt too insta-lovey. i was only six chapters in and Charlotte was already waxing poetic about Mary. i thought there would be more of a slow burn. the piano scene was lit though, i’ll give it that!