As if the cover wasn't criminal enough (please, for the love of all dead trees, no more cringey book covers with men trying too hard to be sexy), this was painfully dull with endless repetitive inner monologues and cheesy dialogues.
It was as deep as a puddle and as flat as a pancake. I can't wait to forget all about this book, undiagnosed early-onset Alzheimer's, do your thing.