Reading in the Mountains

Okay… so I picked this up thinking it would be one of those dramatic “perfect marriage gone wrong” stories… and somehow it turned into a full-on obsession spiral.

Like… tell me why I was sitting there actually thinking: would I defend him?

And the answer?

Absolutely not. Jail. Immediately.

I don’t care how much I love you—if you cheat and then get accused of murdering your mistress, I’m not putting on a power suit and saving you. I’m watching the trial like it’s a Netflix documentary.

But Sarah?

She’s built DIFFERENT.

The way she just steps in—calm, controlled, ready to defend her husband like her entire world isn’t quietly falling apart… I don’t know if that’s strength or something else entirely. Maybe both.

And Adam…

I genuinely need to understand the psychology.

How are you telling your wife you love her, living in her house, benefiting from her entire life… and then turning around and telling your mistress “I’ll be there no matter what”?

Sir. Be serious.

That’s not romance. That’s multitasking gone criminal.

And Kelly??

Every time I thought I understood her, the story just said “no ❤️” and flipped everything again.

Married to a cop.

Connected to a dead husband.

Confessions that don’t feel… complete.

Nothing about this woman is simple, and I kind of loved that. It kept me in that constant state of “wait… what is actually going on?”

Which is probably why I flew through this in two days.

It’s one of those books where you don’t even realize how deep you’re in until you’re already halfway through and ignoring everything else in your life.

And the ending…

I’m not spoiling anything, but just know I had to sit there for a minute.

Not because I didn’t like it—but because I needed to process how far things actually went.

So yeah.

I’m continuing the series. No hesitation.

Verdict (if I even have one at this point): messy, addictive, slightly unhinged, and way too easy to binge.