The novel has a very promising setup (including an epic breakup scene); a cast of loyal, loving friends & family; and a beautifully magical setting. Lots of Encanto vibes here; this does lend the story a certain charm, but ultimately feels very derivative.

The love interest was more than a bit repellent, as he intrudes on Harlow’s space, and assumes his circumstances trump her wish for peace. The instant physical attraction made me roll my eyes, particularly since his personality didn’t seem to merit the swooning. Other contradictions drag down the story as well.

(“You MUST all be here for the FAMILY MAGIC to work! Oh, your cousin’s flight was cancelled? Ah, well, she wasn’t meant to be here.”  Then there was the family’s constant begging and cajoling Harlow to write a book. But once she has begun…in a way that seems clearly to be divinely inspired, the reaction is “Mi corazón, you cannot write this book!” I’d also like to ask the family’s divine patroness a few questions about her abysmal timing.