After reading the first few chapters I was so excited to think I had discovered a great new series. There was romance, action and a bit of mystery, perfect.
As the book progressed it became, i'm sorry to say, one of the most exhausting and not in a good way) books I have ever read.
Firstly, almost every single mystery the book had to offer was revealed very early on, nothing was left to the imagination.
Secondly, it was a book of never ending talking. Every single chapter was practically dedicated to a conversation, page after page after page dedicated to one long running chat between characters. They drove to his house, had a conversation, they went to the hospital, had a conversation, they went to her house, yep you guessed it, had a conversation.
Don't get me wrong, dialogue is great but it needs to be broken up with observation, internal commentary from the narrator and emotion. Every discussion between the characters was so monumental and non-stop, it just became tiring, like I was wading through mud, turning the pages. I really feel like the book would have benefited from a slower paced beginning and a drawn out reveal of what was happening to the lead character. What a shame.