In all honesty it was a good book overall, but once you get to the last couple of chapters the author focuses on me, me, me. Instead of what Stephanie’s true blood family had in mind, especially her sister Melanie. The author, Rachel, decides to ignore Melanie’s thoughts and what she felt what was right if they should release details of Stephanie’s death or how she died. It is like Rachel decided to release all the info out into the public for her own satisfaction totally not caring how this would affect Melanie, Stephanie’s ONLY sister. Secondly, I truly hate that Rachel is comparing a sociopath to how women should be afraid of men. It is beyond hilarious to think someone believe every man thinks like a sociopath. Something a feminist would say. Rachel, you CANNOT compare someone who has mental issues, like a sociopath for example, to a healthy normal man. That is crazy comparison and painting a horrible image of men for all your female readers.