Four childhood best friends—Annabel, Esther, Tanya, and Chloe—used to be as close as friends could be. But as the years have passed, life has gotten in the way and they’ve begun to see each other less and less. Despite this, however, the secrets they share from their youth have kept them cemented to one another—for better or worse.
So when their mutual friend, Poppy, contacts them out of the blue with an unexpected invitation to join her for her bachelorette party on an exclusive island in the Bahamas, each are rather surprised. After all, none of them have seen or spoken to her in almost a decade and their last encounter is hardly a happy memory.
Just the same, the invitation, which is accompanied by a first-class plane ticket and a brochure filled with pictures of the stunning tropical locale, is too enticing to turn down. Just the idea of white sand beaches, crystal clear waters, and bottomless cocktails has each of them packing their bags in anticipation.
After a first-class flight complete with separate suites and plenty of champagne, they land in a tropical paradise. But as they voyage out to the island, they discover that not only is it way more remote than expected, but that they will be alone with Poppy on its shores. Even more troubling, with no cell service and only one way off of the island, they’re going to be at the mercy of Poppy and one another.
Regardless, each of them are determined to make the most of this luxurious vacation away. That is, however, until their old “friend” Poppy begins to expose dark secrets that have been rattling around their group. Perhaps the individual the foursome have all considered to be the weakest is anything but. Even worse, the friendships, always considered to be unbreakable, start to shake at their very foundation. As the secrets come out and truths are laid bare, the idyllic trip turns into an unholy nightmare. Can they escape before the unthinkable happens? Or has karma finally come calling?
Just as an FYI, this is a mostly unpopular opinion here. When I read the synopsis after picking up She Started It, I thought it was going to be an epic locked room mystery that rivaled Phoebe Morgan’s The Wild Girls (which is a definite must-read). Sadly, this one couldn’t have been further from what I was hoping for. What exactly do I mean? Well, let me explain…
First off, the first 50-60% of the plot was a long, slow, repetitive reveal of the secrets being held amongst the group. Unfortunately, for much of that time, Gilbert hid them from the reader, which merely made for an incredibly confusing attempt at ratcheting suspense. Making matters worse, the identities behind the multiple POVs were so similar (all thoroughly unlikable characters that bordered on obnoxious) that it was darn near impossible to figure out who was talking. This resulted in me having to flip back to the start of the chapter over and over again to remind myself which woman was talking, which made for a truly irritating read.
The biggest headache, however, was the fact that I figured out every single twist miles before their supposed epic reveals. Given that this book has had quite the hype ever since its release, I was surprised how rote the entire supposed popcorn thriller felt. Typical in its delivery and without the action-packed storyline that one would’ve expected from a premise like this one, I was thoroughly disappointed. I mean, I’m not usually the most intuitive armchair sleuth, so if I could figure it out, well…
As for the pluses, however, this story did do one heck of an excellent job addressing the horrors of bullying. While perhaps the repercussions of such actions were decidedly over-the-top and required a definite suspension of disbelief, the pain and anguish resonated nonetheless. For this reason, if you’ve been the subject of such behavior, I strongly recommend giving this book a miss.
I also have to hand it to Gilbert for spinning an interesting take on a revenge tale. Granted, the specifics of it were somewhat tired and well-used, but I’ve always been a fan of people getting their due. For this reason, I personally think this entire book would’ve been much, much stronger if it had been told from Poppy’s POV rather than the other four. First off, it would’ve been considerably less confusing, but also we could’ve had an inside view of all of Poppy’s actions that preceded the weekend away. But I’ll stop myself from expounding further in an attempt at keeping the spoilers at a minimum.
All in all, I’m still pretty let down after closing the cover on She Started It. I do have to mention that it was nicely set up for a sequel, and despite my definite lack of resounding love for Gilbert’s debut, I will probably read a follow up if there is one. After all, I’m intrigued by the direction the next one one just might take. So while there was plenty that could have been improved upon, I ultimately give this one a hesitant thumbs up. Yeah, I know, it didn’t really sound like I would given my review, but much of the reasoning behind this was my ability to see behind the curtain for all of the twists and turns. Hopefully, the author will do a better job in her sophomore work so what kind of reader would I be if I didn’t at least give her a chance? Rating of 3 stars.
If you don’t mind potential spoilers, scroll for trigger warning.
Trigger warning: homophobia, bullying, cutting, infidelity, fatal stabbing, blunt force trauma, suicide, mention of: drug addiction, overdose, spousal abuse, shoplifting