I’m not sure who recommended Ghosted by Rosie Walsh to me but I put it on my wishlist and it eventually arrived.
Basic Summary (Courtesy of Goodreads):
When Sarah meets Eddie, they connect instantly and fall in love. To Sarah, it seems as though her life has finally begun. And it’s mutual: It’s as though Eddie has been waiting for her, too. Sarah has never been so certain of anything. So when Eddie leaves for a long-booked vacation and promises to call from the airport, she has no cause to doubt him. But he doesn’t call.
Sarah’s friends tell her to forget about him, but she can’t. She knows something’s happened–there must be an explanation.
Minutes, days, weeks go by as Sarah becomes increasingly worried. But then she discovers she’s right. There is a reason for Eddie’s disappearance, and it’s the one thing they didn’t share with each other: the truth.
I remember this being described as a mystery to me with a smidge of a love story. It’s not. It’s a sappy love story with a case of “nah-nah, I’m not telling you something.” The something is quite obvious though.
I read the whole book. But the entire time I was waiting for something more. It wasn’t there. It never materialized. It was bread that failed to rise.
Many, many people loved this book. She has a long list of kudos from popular authors. This book was a NY Times best seller. So many people must enjoy have enjoyed it.
I really didn’t. It was bland with a lot of sadness.