Every love story has a dangerous twist.
Tamia Challey is horrified when her husband, Scott, is accused of something terrible – but when she discovers who his accuser is, everything goes into freefall. Backed into a corner and unsure what to think, Tamia is forced to choose who she instinctively believes. But this choice has dire consequences for all concerned, especially when matters take a tragic turn.
Then a stranger arrives in town to sprinkle rose petals in the sea in memory of her lost loved one. This stranger carries with her shocking truths that will change the lives of everyone she meets, and will once again force Tamia to make some devastating choices…
Firstly let me say it’s quite hard to talk about the book without revealing the important parts so apologies if it feels a bit sketchy.
Each chapter is written from 4 women’s perspective; predominantly Tamia but with Mirabelle, Beatrix and Fleur thrown in for good measure so you get that all round view of events and emotions which I actually quite like; even if you do get to the end of the chapter and feel frustrated because you want to carry on with a particular storyline and not be mixed up. Overall it does give you a rounded view. However, I did find the jumping time frames on the same page, in the same chapter, a bit off-putting, trying to get my head round what’s going on when it’s switching to and fro.
Deceptions in marriage and between friends ends in tragic events and leaves Tamia left to pick up the pieces for everyone concerned. Unfortunatley for her she can’t remember the events of the night in question because she was so drunk, as her recollections return and the more she delves deeper; the more shocking revelations she uncovers until we ultimately discover what really happened and who holds the answers. This plotline reminded me of the events in The Girl on the Train which has a very similar thread.
My least favourite character amongst the women was Beatrix (believe me you’re never going to like Scott!), she came across as completely self-centred, self-indulgent and just not very nice at all – never once feeling any remorse for her actions.
It’s quite a long book at 650 odd pages; at times it dragged on a bit and I did find some points were repetitive. I also didn’t especially like the ending and who really ‘dunnit’ but overall Dorothy Koomson manages to weave many webs of deceit against a Brighton backdrop – a great read with a lovely cover that hides not such a lovely story!
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