**I received an ARC of this story in exchange for an honest review**
Ava was dancing with her dad. She was 10. They danced all the way outside. Her dad fell over, had a heart attack and died. Ava blamed herself because she didn't know CPR. Her feelings of guilt manifested until she couldn't leave a room or spots would dance before her eyes. 19 years later she still wasn't doing well. She stayed in her rented home as much as possible. She helps the police and does sketches. Diana was her therapist. Ava's Aunt Bev died and left Ava her apartment in London.
Ava decided to go. Ava was a woman with an invisible disability. She could be caring, sweet and lovely. She did a lot of growing throughout the story. I liked her character as well as the other characters in the story.
It had a fairly good plot and overall story. It just seemed to drag in places. Otherwise, I did like it.