Neighbors did all they could, holding fundraisers but no matter how many doctors, tests, or surgeries, no one could figure out what was wrong with Rose Gold. She was allergic to everything, used a wheelchair and practically lived at the hospital. You don't know who to root for, and once it's over, you'll have trouble figuring out which way is 'up.'įor the first eighteen years of her life, Rose Gold Watts believed she was seriously ill. You're not just seeing the story from one side or another - you're given a front-row seat into the minds of both the abuser and the victim, and the character representing each of those tropes shifts throughout the book.
I loved the insight into the psychological breakdown of both minds. It's one of those reads where you almost feel guilty for loving it and enjoying it so much because the subject matter is dark, every character is super flawed and hard to root for, and it highlights retribution and revenge for a cathartic cleanse. But did I also obsess over it every second until I finished? 1000x yes. Did parts of it make me want to sink down in my shirt, hide away in cringeworthy horror and shower after I finished it? Yes, yes they did. I'm so torn on how I feel about this book right now. Holy dysfunctional and damaged and broken and conniving and twisted, Batman.
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