When your nemesis also happens to be your fiancé, happily ever after becomes a lot more complicated in this wickedly funny, lovers-to-enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy debut.
Naomi Westfield has the perfect fiancé: Nicholas Rose holds doors open for her, remembers her restaurant orders, and comes from the kind of upstanding society family any bride would love to be a part of. They never fight. They’re preparing for their lavish wedding that's three months away. And she is miserably and utterly sick of him.
Naomi wants out, but there's a catch: whoever ends the engagement will have to foot the nonrefundable wedding bill. When Naomi discovers that Nicholas, too, has been feigning contentment, the two of them go head-to-head in a battle of pranks, sabotage, and all-out emotional warfare.
But with the countdown looming to the wedding that may or may not come to pass, Naomi finds her resolve slipping. Because now that they have nothing to lose, they're finally being themselves—and having fun with the last person they expect: each other.
I’m not the same Naomi and he’s not the same Nicholas. It’s like I’m cheating on my fiancé.
This should have had another POV. The problem with having a lovers-to-enemies-to-lovers theme and having only one POV is that we don’t get to know the thoughts and feelings of the other person; we just have to rely on what the narrator is telling us. The first half was annoying because the narrator was so self-centered and blinded by her resentment to see that her fiancé was actually trying to fix their relationship. The second half was better, if only because the misunderstandings got resolved, and I might have squealed a lot reading this half of the book.
