Generic cover and title go well with a generic story that I will have to work extra hard to recall.
A virginal nitwit heroine enters a masquerade party. I’m sure everyone knows the rest of joke.
A heroine does a very, very stupid thing and gets rewarded with a hot, rich guy. If only real life worked similarly.
It’s not Christmas yet, but already I am getting the happy tingles in my heart.
This one is almost a four-oogie read. Almost, that is, which is quite the bummer.