I wanted to fall into this world, but instead, I felt like I was watching it from behind glass.
The premise intrigued me—dystopian trials, danger, potential romance—but the execution never quite pulled me in. The pacing felt uneven, and the character development never hit that emotional note I crave. I kept waiting for a twist, a spark, something that would tether me to the story. But by the halfway point, I realized I was pushing through more out of duty than desire.
There’s potential here, and I can see how it might appeal to fans of lighter dystopian YA with high-stakes premises and straightforward worldbuilding. But for me, it lacked the emotional complexity, seductive tension, or deep internal conflict I usually look for in this genre.
Not for me—but maybe for someone else.