This book infuriated me, because it had all the trappings of something that I should have loved, but the execution did not work for me. It was still compulsively readable, I binged it, but now I'm mad.

“Those We Drown” is the story of Liv, a teenager who gets a scholarship for a (high school) semester at sea. Her best friend is also doing the program, but goes missing after the first night. Liv struggles with convincing herself and her rich, above-it-all classmates and the snooty staff that something weird is going on, despite how things keep escalating.

It is YA, so I can handwave teenagers acting like teenagers, but Liv made no consistent choices the entire book. I wanted to shake her. She would be smart enough to figure something out but then would convince herself she was crazy and disregard it.

Creepy, atmospheric horror on a cruise ship with elements of Greek mythology? So promising, sign me up. And it delivered in that I couldn't put this book down until I figured out what was going on. But that ending. Was I happy when I finally found out what that was? Well...

I think I'll go watch "Triangle" now.

Thank you to NetGalley, the publishers, & the author for the advance copy in exchange for my honest review.