Damn it, I’m so disappointed. I came in ready to feast on some good old marriage-in-crisis, second-chance, and OWD angst. Those are my favorite tropes. I live for a good grovel, a man crying ugly tears while begging for forgiveness, emotional devastation, and eventual healing. I wanted heartbreak and resurrection. What I got instead? A man saying “I was a fool” like it’s the only line he memorized for the audition.
Let me start with something nice before I spiral — the writing was grammatically fine. No spelling errors, and I appreciate that. But lord, did it read like the emotional equivalent of a beige wall. The same sentences were repeated over and over like the author hit copy-paste every other paragraph. If I had to read “because you chose another woman over your pregnant wife” one more time, I was going to start choosing violence. Yes, we know Jack screwed up. Everyone knows. The mailman probably knows. But repeating it a hundred times doesn’t make it deep — it makes it annoying.
And Jack… oh Jack. My dude. You say “I was a fool” so many times that by the end, I was like “Yes, you were. Now shut up and go sit in the corner.” There’s self-awareness, and then there’s turning your character arc into a skipping record.
Now, I’m an emotional reader. If a book is about heartbreak and forgiveness, I want to feel wrecked. I want my soul in shambles, tissues everywhere, me clutching my chest screaming “why would she forgive him!?” But this? This was clinical. Dry. Detached. Like the author was writing an emotional autopsy. I didn’t feel anything except frustration and the creeping suspicion that I accidentally downloaded a textbook about emotional negligence.
Let’s talk about Harper and Jack — the main couple. Or at least, I think they were? Because honestly, I got more chemistry between Harper and Sam (the side character). At one point I was mentally shipping Harper/Sam like, “You know what girl, go where you’re actually seen.” Jack had more romantic thoughts about Madison (his ex) than about Harper, his wife. He described Madison’s green eyes, her beauty, her whatever — I swear he gave her a whole poem. Meanwhile Harper? Nothing. I couldn’t tell you what she even looks like, except that she’s Emma’s mom. That’s it.
And that Madison plotline? Don’t even get me started. Making her the villain just so Jack could swoop in as the poor misunderstood hero was lazy as hell. Like, sir, you do not get to cheat on your pregnant wife, miss your child’s birth, and then get redeemed because your ex turned out to be “secretly evil.” No. That’s not character growth — that’s plot manipulation with a martyr complex.
Speaking of that missed birth — I’m still mad about it. Everyone told Jack they were worried he wouldn’t show up, and he swore he’d be there. Spoiler: he wasn’t. You had one job, Jack. ONE. And all it took was answering your phone. But no, apparently saving damsels and nursing your “hero complex” was more important than, you know, being a father. His excuse? He “craves feeling needed.” Buddy, you have a pregnant wife literally telling you she needs you. What more validation do you need, a neon sign??
After Harper gives birth, she (rightfully) tells him to stay away. Queen behavior. But then he “grovels” — and by grovel, I mean… pays the bills. That’s it. That’s the big act of redemption. He writes checks and acts “quietly devoted.” I’m sorry, but paying your family’s bills is not the Olympic-level grovel I came here for. That’s just called being an adult.
By the time Jack and Harper finally interact again (around the 80% mark, because apparently emotional connection was a subplot), there’s zero chemistry. Every conversation feels like a business meeting about their shared trauma. The emotional spark that’s supposed to make me root for them? Nowhere. Just silence, awkward dialogue, and my patience slowly dying.
In the end, I didn’t feel Jack’s regret for losing Harper. I felt his regret for failing his duties. Like he was sad about breaking a contract, not a heart. And honestly, same — because this book broke mine in all the wrong ways. It was straight out boring and I found myself skipping a lot of sides in the end.