'Dealbreakers' has this quirky ensemble that feels like a chaotic friend group you'd binge-watch a sitcom about. At the center is Mia, a sharp-witted but perpetually unlucky-in-love journalist who documents her dating disasters with hilarious
self-deprecation. Her best friend, Raj, steals every scene—a laid-back graphic designer with a knack for delivering brutal truths wrapped in meme references. Then there's Elena, Mia's ambitious but slightly terrifying boss at the magazine, who’s all power suits and backhanded compliments. The wildcard is Lucas, Mia’s on-again-off-again flame who’s equal parts charming and infuriating, like a rom-com trope that refuses to quit.
What makes them work is how their flaws collide—Mia’s overthinking, Raj’s avoidance of adulthood, Elena’s hidden vulnerability beneath her ice queen persona. Even the side characters, like Mia’s chaotic roommate or Lucas’s overly earnest younger brother, add layers to the mess. It’s less about who they are individually and more about how they amplify each other’s chaos. The book’s genius is making you root for them even when they’re being disasters—like when Mia accidentally sends a rant about Lucas to Lucas himself. Cringe, but iconic.