The main character was dull. She really didn't have any depth. I couldn't feel for her at all throughout the story simply because she was incredibly annoying.
She is a classic example of the typical "pixie dream girl," and I hate the pixie dream girls.
In a nut shell, when Bex Adams isn't drowning in her own self pity, she is usually out and about thinking her small little world revolves around her. She is the type to way over think insignificant things without actually doing much at all.
The only thing that made this story remotely interesting was that the deuteragonist, and of course the love interest of the story, Jack Vincent, actually had some amount of depth to his character. Despite the fact that even the depth of this character was fairly shallow, I would have enjoyed the book a lot more if it had been from his point of view.
You simply cannot tell a good story with characters like these.
The title is about as good as it gets with this one.
