Okay, I'll be the dissenting voice here. People keep praising the characters in 'What Lies Beneath' like they're some masterpiece of realism, but honestly? The protagonist felt like a collection of trauma tropes shuffled together. Her 'strength' seemed to just mean she cried quietly instead of loudly. Every decision she made after the inciting incident was so predictable—of course she investigates alone, of course she distrusts the obvious ally. It reads like the author had a checklist for a 'strong female lead' without letting her be genuinely flawed in interesting ways. The love interest was wallpaper. I finished it feeling nothing for any of them, which is a death knell for a story that hinges on emotional reveals.
Maybe I'm just burned out on this particular subgenre. The setting was cool, I'll give it that. But characters need to surprise you sometimes, not just march dutifully from plot point A to B wearing their designated personality traits like a uniform.