What a beautiful, melancholic book. Extremely easy to read even though there's no visible plot to speak of. It's a family saga. It tells the story of several women and their misfortunes when it comes to love.
The prose is heavenly. The descriptions made my heart sore. What can I say? I'm a sucker for beautiful words and even more beautiful sentences.
My only real problem is that for some reason I didn't fully connect to the great cast of characters in the story. I felt for them, yes. But for the most part I didn't feel that pull in my heart that tears me apart whenever I finish a book. I normally don't want it to end because I don't want to vacate the world I've come to know and love. In this case, I just didn't feel connected.
The matriarchs of the family (Emmeliene and Viviane) were what won my over. AND GABE! *hearts*
I couldn't really connect with Ava at all. So maybe that's why I don't feel more than an ~shrug~ after finishing it.
Overall an enjoyable if a bit shallow angsty read.