13/01/2025
“I am convinced that if I made a map of my daily micro-movements, it would reveal that my husband is the sun around which the majority of my movements gravitate.”
The story is told from the wife's point of view. She's 40 years old, beautiful, successful, and utterly obsessed with her husband of 15 years.
Everything he says or does is recorded in her color-coded notebooks, painstakingly reviewed and analyzed. Every moment spent with him is orchestrated so she gets to spend more time with him, not the kids. Even picking out a lamp is thoroughly mulled over, so the light flatters her face when she sits on the sofa.
But after 15 years, she wonders how long she can keep doing it. What happens if she slips? What if she forgets to color her hair or put away the notebooks or her little box of secrets?
One day, she does something completely out of character and realizes she may have gone too far.
I like beautiful, interesting, and unhinged female characters. So, of course, this book caught my attention right away. While the writing is not bad, and the book is quite short (272 pages), the overthinking, wild imaginings, and dark musings became too repetitive.
I really just wanted to get a better understanding of the narrator. I wanted more plot. Instead, we get that hastily written epilogue that was supposed to shock readers and explain why they are the way they are.
⭐️⭐️⭐️ / 5