After reading this, I assumed that it was a reissue from those bad old days in the 80s when romance novelists apparently believed that abuse = love. There wasn't much romance here, and I found the relationship between the two main characters disturbing. Also, the plot was ludicrous. Fail.So, what on earth happened to Christina Dodd? I never thought she was one of the greats--her plots tend to be rather ludicrous. But I usually find her books entertaining, and I'm willing to suspend disbelief and just go along for the ride. In this one, there was no charm to distract me from the gaping plot holes. This one was just bad on every level.