3.5 ★
Mood Rating

Somewhere along the way, C.R. Jane rewired my brain chemistry so thoroughly that even a factory reset couldn’t fix it. Now the Pucking Wrong/Wrong Player series is peak comfort reading. I take back every bad thing I ever said—give me 30 more of these.

Although I adored unhinged Parker (truly the best part of this book), I don’t rate it higher because, while understandable (especially considering the author’s journey while writing it), the role grief played in the story became too repetitive and a tad stale. The secret society was an interesting touch, but apart from the grave robbing (which was mainly for comedic value) and the help in the professor department, I didn’t find much value in their inclusion.

I also would have loved to see a more fleshed-out Gray. All the good things about him came from a younger version of Casey’s perspective—a kid’s memory frozen through her naive and gullible lens, blind to how not-so-great he was. I kept expecting a plot twist where the car accident turned out to be fully Gray’s fault rather than an actual accident. I think if the story had focused more on that tangent, it would have hit harder when Casey ended up in the basement, coming to terms with everything Parker did for her and “accepting” him for it in the end nonetheless.

A real contrast between the actual wrong guy and the right guy who did wrong things would have made for a more impactful ending.

I cannot wait for Jace and Matty’s books.
Jace made me giggle so many times, he’s a little Ari clone, and I’m absolutely here for it.
I would love it if we had a little twist with Matty’s stalker being the one for him before he became obsessed with her.