I probably would have liked this book more if it wasn't for the heroine. She was so irritating that I just couldn't concentrate on the rest of the story. It wasn't anything specific (although she fudged up the end), but more of an overall attitude that I hated. 
 I didn't really believe the relationship between Felicity and Thatcher; it was so dull and sterile, and no passion. I wasn't really invested in their love enough to care about what happens in the end. 
 The only thing I liked was the plot line...I'm a sucker for a good "mistaken identity" story.