I always knew how this would end. I knew it from the first sentence of the first book. But I'm still really disappointed. The author had always made her intentions clear about which boy she preferred. And this specific novel, it's whole premise really, is the same as plenty of other romantic films and books. Which isn't bad. I mean, Sweet Home Alabama is one of my favorite romantic comedies. It's predictable and cheesy (although much less melodramatic than this novel was) but it's fun. Despite a very unoriginal but 'classic' plot, Jenny Han really failed on this last Summer book. I felt like the characters had dramatically changed and I wasn't prepared for it. I didn't think Belly was the kind of girl who would get engaged at nineteen, and I didn't think Jeremiah was as big of a child and somewhat asshole the author wrote him as. And Conrad certainly wasn't this mature, grown up person.

I don't believe Conrad always loved Belly. Conrad is just an asshole. He consistently ruined Belly's love life and his own brother's love life for that matter.

I just couldn't get into this story the same way. But then again, I think I always knew how it would end, so I just sort of resigned myself to the book.