I seem to have stumbled upon X-Men with a worse plot and better poetry. Honestly, I'm not sure if there was much of a plot to this book, or if what little plot existed served only as background noise for descriptions of how the main characters touched each other...
The first fifth or so of this book had such potential. It all went downhill after Juliette left the cell, though.
Mafi's writing is interesting. Parts of it I loved. Parts of it fell so flat that it was laughable. The strikeouts didn't bother me, nor did the repetition. I feel like that showed Juliette as a bit less than stable.
I feel like I wasted my time reading this, despite some of the poetic appeal, because I still have no idea about Juliette's world. I don't know why there are warring factions, what their motives are, or even who the characters are beyond the surface level. I know that this is the first book of many, but something should be revealed here in the way of world building. I feel like this book is 95% emotion and only 5% substance.
I'll try the next novella because it's supposedly from someone else's point of view (and I've already purchased it), but I'm probably done with this series otherwise.