Amanda Quick is my number 1 favourite historical romance writer, and I always auto-buy her works. Heck, I love her so much that I buy both the Kindle and paperback versions. 
 So yes, I was pretty damn excited for 'Til Death Do Us Part, so much so that I blocked my entire friggin' day for this. No dates with my boyfriend. No family time. None. It was just me, my Kindle, and a cup of hot cocoa. 
 Let me repeat that: I was so fucking excited for this release. 
 And boy was I disappointed. 
 The first warning bell rang when I saw that there were seventy chapters in this book. Yes, you read that right. Seventy. I was instantly worried that the story would be dragged way too long, but being the fan that I am, I just brushed off my reservations. 
 Hey, maybe the story NEEDS seventy chapters. Maybe the plot warrants that amount of pages. 
 Uh, no. 
 It turned out that I was right, after all. The story was stretched too thin, and there were too many filler chapters. To be fair though, the plot was intriguing enough to keep me reading until the end... but yeah, I just wished that there were less pages to digest. 
 And then there was the issue with the mystery. The overall execution felt rather sloppy, really. The red herrings were all over the place, and there didn't seem to be a strategy in their placement. 
 But I guess what really disappointed me was the romance. Or lack thereof. 
 Do you see this fish? 
 This dead fish had more heat than Trent and Calista's relationship. Every interaction felt forced and there was no proper build-up at all. I seriously raised my eyebrow when they suddenly started kissing from out of the blue. Ugh. 
 Despite all its flaws, though, 'Til Death Do Us Part was still a fairly enjoyable read for me. Maybe because I'm a fan, and I generally love how familiar--how very Amanda Quick--everything was. Newbies might not appreciate this as much as I did, though, so consider that when deciding to read this or not.