Sylvie Davies is a ballerina who can't dance. A broken leg ended her career, but what broke her heart was her father's death, and what's breaking her spirit is her mother's remarriage. Still reeling Sylvie is shipped off to stay with relatives in the back of beyond. Or so she thinks, in fact she ends up in a town rich with her family's history ...and as it turns out her family has a lot more history than Sylvie ever knew. More unnerving, though, are the two guys she can't stop thinking about. Shawn Maddox, the resident golden boy, is the expected choice. But handsome and mysterious Rhys has a hold on her that she doesn't quite understand. Then Sylvie starts seeing things - a girl by the lake and a man with dark unseeing eyes peering in through the window ...Sylvie's lost nearly everything - is she starting to lose her mind as well?
This was drawn out and pointless for the better part of it. It redeemed itself to two stars for the last hundred pages but even that was rushed and didn’t flow smoothly. It was like reading the author’s train of thoughts as they jumped from one thing to another.
It took, sometimes, up to 20 pages just to get through one scene. If my timeline has been worked out correctly I think the entire 500+ pages takes place in one week with the first 200 pages being covered over 2 days. So I will echo my previous sentiments, because it really is the only thing that springs to mind when thinking of this book- it was too bloody drawn out!
Whoever wrote the blurb on the back of the book deserves a pay rise because it held more promise for the book than it could actually offer.
My review could be a little more eloquent but, quite frankly, I've wasted enough of my life on this book. I wish I were someone who could give up on a book. I've only ever done it once and it still kills me that I didn't finish it. At least 'The Splendour Falls' wasn't as bad as that book.