Author: Elizabeth Scott
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Reading Level: Young Adult
Once upon a time, my name was not Alice.
Once upon a time, I didn't know how lucky I was.
Now Alice is fifteen and Ray still has her, but he speaks more and more of her death. He does not know it is what she longs for. She does not know he has something more terrifying than death in mind for her.
This is Alice's story. It is one you have never heard, and one you will never, ever forget.
I've heard a ton of good things about this book. About this terrible, horrific story that was so wonderfully told. My review will hardly do any justice for this amazing book. I read this book in about three hours, but while reading it, I found myself stopping and finding something for me to get distracted from. This book is so painful to read, it's a book where there will definitely be breaks from. Anyone who reads this novel from cover to cover without stopping is insane. The beginning is painful, the middle is haunting and the ending is excruciating. But the story is one that was begging to get told in YA, and I'm glad Elizabeth Scott was there to tell it.
Alice is a poignant character that I couldn't help but cry out for and she just broke my heart over and over again, Alice did. But it wasn't her fault. Ray. Ray was at fault and he is the worst character ever to be created, if finely crafted, just a terrible character. I couldn't stand him. I just wanted to rip the pages over and over when he sexually abused Alice.
Brava to Elizabeth Scott. Her writing style is this story was immaculate. Her writing overall was scintillating. There would be nothing I would change in this story. With impeccable writing, faultless characters, and a distressing ending, this is one book not to be missed.