I've seen a lot of chatter about whether the ending of 'The Object of Affection' is surprising or not, and my take is a bit mixed. It depends heavily on what you consider a 'twist.' If you're expecting a genre-shifting revelation where, I don't know, the protagonist wakes up from a dream or it was all a simulation, then no, it doesn't have that. But the surprise for me was more emotional and character-based than plot-based. The story spends so much time building up this central infatuation, making you believe in a certain romantic or destructive outcome, only to pivot in the final chapters toward something quieter and more introspective. It wasn't a shock for shock's sake; it felt like the natural, yet heartbreaking, conclusion of someone realizing the object of their desire was never the real point. The surprise was in how deflating and real it felt, not in a gotcha moment.
That said, I can see why some readers found it predictable. If you've read a lot of contemporary character studies about obsession, the beats might feel familiar. The protagonist's journey of self-deception follows a recognizable arc. But I think the author's skill was in making the destination feel inevitable only in hindsight. I finished the last page and just sat there for ten minutes, replaying earlier scenes with this new, sad understanding. The 'surprise' wasn't in what happened, but in how profoundly it reframed everything that came before. It's the kind of ending that makes the book worth re-reading immediately, which is a rare feat. So, yeah, I'd call it surprisingly effective, if not necessarily surprising in a traditional thriller sense. The final image of the main character walking away, not with a new love, but with a heavy kind of clarity, has really stuck with me.