I have to give it five stars. I don't know how you can't, but it's a very disturbing and yet so penetrating image of love. Is there a person off-limits to love? Does your suffering justify where you find love? What is the difference between a man's love and woman's love? Is one better than the other? Is happiness only found in loving someone? And the greatest question, what does God say about it all, if He is even there? Is He made happy by what makes us happy, or is it something bigger than that? These are the questions this story begs the reader to contemplate. Love is not simple, and it is so powerful, irresistible even. It's absence destroys a person, and its presence controls her. I closed the last page and felt that maybe I'd missed something, that love couldn't be this messed up. It ends happily, but I feel so sad for the characters and their sorrows and passions, suffering and longing. They claim happiness in the end, but I'm not sure. I recommend this book, but not to the casual reader. It's difficult to swallow.