In a nutshell, this book just rubbed me the wrong way.
The main thing about this book is that it is mostly written from Dylan's perspective. I thought this was going to be a dual narrative but Sam dies a third of the way into the book. The rest of her POV is written through letters, flashbacks, text messages, etc., while the prose is all Dylan's.
Let's get this out of the way: I don't have a problem with the idea of a book mainly told from the "rapist's" point of view. I understand that this was the main point of the book: that in a lot of cases, rape doesn't happen with an intent to rape someone--sometimes there is just a lack of understanding of what consent is, which I think is what this book was trying to tell us.
However, my main problem is this: it did not really have any constructive, substantial, or significant conversations about consent. Nowhere in the book did it say that the absence of a no does not mean a yes. Consent was touched on, but it was mostly characters debating about "well, Dylan and Sam loved each other so how could it be rape," etc, etc. It was still about the idea of consent, but it wasn't constructive nor did it bring about any concrete answers for the characters or the readers to think about. This book mostly just focused on how the rumours and protests and the conflict within friendships affected Dylan, which isn't a bad thing in itself, but the fact it didn't focus that much on consent in my opinion, was what I didn't like.
I hated how the only major character that was (rightfully) angry about the "rape", Tayla, was portrayed as dramatic, tactless and embarrassing. Maybe Reid was trying to make a point about people who, in theory, care about rape survivors but don't talk about it in a sensitive manner, but having the only other characters who stood up for or cared about Samantha without being insensitive be anonymous (the members of the message board and FrenchFry who goes to the same school and is also a survivor) was also something I didn't like.
Another thing that rubbed me the wrong way was Samantha being Chinese-Australian. Yeah, I know, representation is important, but I felt that this rep was only used to justify why her parents were so strict and so hard on her over schoolwork. Not all Asian parents are strict and not all strict parents are Asian. This depiction is just so tired and overused, if not racist. Samantha was also submissive, shy, and quiet, which for me just plays into the stereotype of Asian, particularly East Asian women being depicted like that. The fact that she dies a third of the way into the book anyway was also meh for me, so this is one of those rare cases where I feel I would've liked it better without the representation. Just because it's there doesn't mean it's good.
The bottom-line is: Dylan had to, albeit unintentionally, do something bad to his girlfriend and have her die by suicide over it so he can go through his journey of redemption or learning. There's an issue with female characters suffering or being used simply as plot devices so that male characters learn and improve their behaviour, but what a lacklustre journey. Again, I don't have a problem about a book from the perpetrator's point of view, but going back to one of my previous points, the book doesn't really bring up any substantial conversations about consent, and it doesn't show Dylan clearly realising why what he did was wrong. There was no one to hound him, "well, did she say YES? Just because she didn't say no doesn't mean she said yes. This was rape, Dylan. Here are the other reasons why it constituted as rape. While you didn't have the intention of doing that to her, you have to process this in a healthy manner and this is how you can make sure you never do it again." The closest thing this book had to that was Hazel talking to Dylan, but again, it wasn't anything substantial to me. Instead it just showed him dancing around whether or not what he did was rape, denying it over and over because she didn't say no or fight back, etc. A great thing would've been him confessing to someone that he read Samantha's letter about how she didn't consent, but that was another missed opportunity.
Overall, I was extremely disappointed with this book because it had potential to be a good and promising novel about consent and how the people we love can still be capable of hurting us. This book could've had Sam alive and speaking and process the inner conflict within her, how she's angry at Dylan but still loves him at the same time, and Dylan processing what happened and realising not just the fact that he made a mistake but why it was a mistake. Instead this book focused mostly on how the community and their peers sensationalised the whole thing, how it affected their friendship groups, and Dylan's life at home. I know the author was trying to make several points but it was just poorly executed to me.