This book had so much potential. The plot could've taken the story to a great place, but instead it was just this steady flow of stupid problems. Like hello.... Oliver was kidnapped and I'm stuck reading about how Emmy's mom likes to use label makers. I found myself wishing, many times, that the story was being told from Oliver's POV because he seemed to be the only one who really had any emotional depth in this book. Emmmy and her friends, Drew and Caroline, were pretty uhh.... boring. I thought this would have a lot more romance. There were like 9 kisses and lapping sitting and that about sums it up. I still gave it 3 stars because Oliver's struggles were interesting to read. Struggling with being that "poor kid" who got kidnapped 10 years go, trying to adjust to being home and still missing his dad, that everyone wants him to hate.