DNF @ p. 151
I feel really bad about not finishing this one but I couldn't stand the writing. Devon is supposed to be an astrophysicist in the making in her senior year of high school, but she was written like a middle schooler. The whole foundation of the star-crossed romance is a summer of insta-love cheese that ends up going sour, followed by a second chance romance-type plot-- only because they didn't have any real or deep connection before (imo), it doesn't really work.
I skimmed to the end, and while I appreciate that this book tackles some pretty important issues-- depression, suicide, interracial relationships, and biracial identity-- this didn't click for me in the strongest way. I think I'd only be more annoyed than I am now if I pushed myself to finish, so I'm going to stop now.
Thanks to the publisher for sending me a copy in exchange for an honest review!
1 to 1.5 out of 5 stars