I try very hard not to hate female characters but if I met this lady in real life I would either punch her in the throat or slash her tires just to really let her know I hate her. I also hate her husband but he apparently contributes nothing to their lives that I could damage so I will have to let that one go. Her “hot and interesting” best friend was not even remotely interesting. Just mentally ill! And pretty apparently so, once the main character takes about 15 seconds to think about why her best friend would have possibly killed herself. And it doesn’t even seem like she wanted to think that hard on it, because she is too focused on whether or not to divorce her husband (she should have so this book could end within 20 pages BUT he ended up having semi-ok sex with her so 10 years of a bad relationship was simply forgotten!).
This book was pretty shallow. I think it switched gears too many times, and I was never really certain what the main issue or idea was. But, you know what? The descriptions were decent and I could see the author tried to keep the reader engaged with millennial slang, so props to her.