WHAT EVEN. I can’t remember last time I gave a one star review, probably because I usually DNF books that aren’t for me… Alas!
I’m always curious about trending books that are polarizing, and the covers are FANTASTIC: giving major Baz Lurhman vibes (especially book two, which I obviously won’t be reading). Turns out I should have just watched Baz’s Romeo + Juliet for the millionth time if I wanted to consume any ounce of plot, romance, character development, sexiness or beautiful prose.
I only finished it because there seemed to be the promise of a huge reveal about why the male protagonists was such an asshat (only slightly more so than the female protagonist), plus I purchased this book with my own cash money. And there was no big revelation, no redemption - just more of the same repetitive, self indulgent, insufferable drivel I wasted nearly 500 pages on! WHEW. Welp. Now I know.
I have read the arguments about why one needs to continue with this series to appreciate it, and I just don’t buy it.