My rating: 2 of 5 stars
When I picked up this book on NetGalley.com, I saw an interesting concept of a female Indian journalist. In the world of men here was a woman who could stand up for herself. That piqued my interest.
Instead, I got a woeful romance. I didn’t much like any of the characters. And I hate to admit it but this codependent romancy thing is so boring to me. It’s bad enough when the pursuit is for a single person, but when it’s for a married man, there has got to be a lot you can do with your time instead. And yes, I know smart women get themselves hooked in such situations, but I don’t really want to read about it. Not even on a higher-speed text-to-speech.
Sorry to be a Debbie Downer about this. It’s not my kind of book.
Darswords 