I couldn't really read the first half of the book. I have the tendency to take on a story as if it is happening to ME, so it was really frustrating that no one believed me (Miranda, the main character) and that I couldn't think of a way to convince the people around me that Brendan was really stalking me.

One thing isn't right about this story. I think a large majority of all people in Miranda's situation would have told someone about Brendan, before the stalking began. Obviously because anyone would feel a bit disturbed to find their boyfriend reading their diary. Miranda told nobody, so that Brendan could talk his way into all of their hearts. It's frustrating how sorry they all felt for Miranda, for not being able to let him go.

This story was too intense for me, so I promised myself never to read another Nicci French book, but I bet I'll be reading the next one by the end of this week because they're so addictive!