Julia is eighteen when she meets Gabe—first love, then close friend—at a party in Barcelona. Their connection is immediate, the kind that shapes a person, lingering even as life moves forward. Twelve years later, Julia meets Elizabeth, Gabe’s most recent ex, at his funeral. The encounter is brief but unsettling, leaving Julia with a flood of questions about Gabe—their shared past, the person he became, and the version of him she never got to know.
When Gabe’s mother asks Julia to retrieve sentimental items from the London home he once shared with Elizabeth, Julia sees an opportunity—not just to honor Gabe’s memory, but to meet Elizabeth again.
What starts as a simple task turns into a compelling search for understanding. As Julia and Elizabeth orbit each other, drawn together by grief and unspoken truths, they fall into a delicate dance of revelation and restraint. Neither of them is telling the full story, and both have more at stake than they admit.
In a beautifully layered novel that spans a young adult’s formative years, Europe, the US, and the ever-shifting landscape of love, Muharrar brings a perceptive and emotionally astute eye to the nuances of relationships—both romantic and platonic - and the devastating mechanics of grief.
Loving someone means accepting that different versions of them exist—some we know intimately, others we may never fully understand. The past isn’t always neat or logical; memories shift, perspectives clash, and the truth is rarely just one thing. And feelings—especially the deepest ones—don’t simply disappear. They linger, shaping us, pulling us back, reminding us that love, in all its complexity, never truly leaves.
This is an assured and rewarding debut novel that resonates long after the final page—an absorbing, funny, and touching exploration of grief, love, memory, and the emotional echoes that shape us.
I loved the tone of this and the fluency with which Muharrar depicts Julia’s anger and pain in all their stages, and the clarity at which she arrives.