Rating 3.5 Stars
Nine times out of ten, I love books by Christina Lauren but this one didn’t quite reach that mark for me. That’s not to say I didn’t like it because I did; I just didn’t love it.
I think it had a lot to do with me not liking Hollywood-style stories because it usually loses a “realness” quality. I loved when the two leads met in London all those years ago. Even with the whirlwind nature of the romance, I felt every moment of it and when the betrayal occurred, my heart broke into a million pieces. Fast forward to present day with the two characters reconnecting on a movie set and I just didn’t feel anything except mild curiosity as to what happened all those years ago.
As an actress suddenly thrust into the spotlight, the heroine was used to putting up walls and hiding her true self, and that exact behaviour transferred too well so I struggled to feel a genuine connection between the two during the second time around. It really wasn’t until the last couple of pages that I began hoping their relationship lasts this time.
With all that said and done, I’m still really looking forward to The Honey Don’t List (coming 2020)!