This was fine. I don’t have much to say about it. I never really formed an emotional attachment to the characters, but it was a good enough time while reading.
This is a speculative romance where the main character (Isla, just had to look it up) has recently relocated to St. Louis from Chicago after the death of her mother, and she starts getting text messages from a man who says he is her husband . . . from the future. DUN DUN DUN. Only, where is future Isla? It’s pretty obvious even when the narrative is trying to conceal it from us, but SPOILERS she’s dead, and it looks like she died by suicide END SPOILERS. She and the dude get to know each other, and he’s determined to save her life, even if it means he won’t ever meet her and the life as they knew it will never happen.
I take it back, I do have something to say, and that is the use of time travel mechanics in this book was not great. Apparently there is no multiverse here, first of all. And I know you’re just supposed to go with it when stuff like this happens in romances (I never complained about it in Landline, for example) but I think because the book itself wasn’t really doing much for me, the other stuff stood out more. And that this would happen was never explained to my satisfaction, and the woo woo handwaving didn’t emotionally connect for me.
I neither recommend avoidance of consumption of this book. If it sounds interesting to you, go for it! I think it might just have been the wrong book for me as a reader.