The Country House

I went into *The Country House* expecting a light, frothy YA romance—something to listen to while folding laundry or driving to the grocery store. What I got was a full-blown emotional rollercoaster that had me gripping my phone like it was a grenade, desperate to know what happened next. Moriah Martel’s narration is the secret sauce here; she doesn’t just read the words, she *performs* them. The way she modulates her voice to reflect the protagonist’s whiplash-inducing mood swings is nothing short of masterful. Some lines, delivered with a sigh or a smirk, made me laugh out loud in public. That said, the story isn’t without its flaws. The pacing occasionally stutters, especially in the middle acts where the drama feels like it’s spinning its wheels. And while I appreciated the steamy tension between the leads, some of the side characters blur together, their motivations feeling more like plot devices than flesh-and-blood people. Still, the good far outweighs the meh. The production quality is top-tier, with crystal-clear audio that makes you feel like you’re right there in the thick of the house party chaos. The ending, while satisfying, leaves just enough unanswered to leave me hungry for more—which, let’s be honest, is the best kind of tease. If you’re a fan of YA romances that pack a punch (and don’t shy away from a little scandal), this audiobook is a must-listen. Just clear your schedule; you won’t want to press pause.