I think the former. I mean, really, a great percentage of the book is declarations of love. I was hoping for a bit more grittiness, you know, what with him being a WWI soldier dropped into modern times. But apparently the author has decided to not really deal with the horror of that war as expressed in Owen's poems and decided to write for him a happy ending where he gets to be a billionaire and live forever with the (Mary Sue) love of his life, and chuckle at schoolchildren reading his poem.

I mean, I've still got half the book to go, but I'm not really expecting it to pull out of this.