The shrinks are wrong. Solving an assassination and boinking in the process are the real cure for phobias, alcoholism, and assholery.
She got dumped by the hero and the heroine doesn’t even make him work hard to get into her pants again. Lame.
The author’s narrative style can cut so deep, but alas, the story is nowhere as magical as I desperately wanted it to be.
The hero isn’t bad, but the heroine makes me want to slash my wrists just to get away from her.
Naturally, the heroine wastes no time showing off her “I can die, it’s okay, just let me die if I’m inconveniencing everyone!” attitude and general uselessness.