

I know she’s made some stupid decisions, I KNOW that. I can say with absolute honesty that I have always adored both Maxon and Aspen, but have always been partial, okay okay-and obsessed, with Maxon, and have also loved America.

I think you know how I detest looking like a fool. From book one on, Maxon has shown favoritism and has really only had eyes for America…but her lack of a dominating preference for one man or the other has stretched this series into an agsty, anger inducing trilogy where we as readers beg her to choose Maxon, choose the vulnerable prince standing right before her who would lay his life on the line for her…but to no avail. The biggest, and really only, obstacle America and Maxon have faced throughout this trilogy has been I think many of us, me and my friends especially, were worried about the whole love triangle thing and America’s lack of solidity for one man or another. All joking aside (it’s early yet, I’m sure there’s more to come despite my resolve) I don’t think the author could have wrapped this up any better than she did.

Ummmm… Could that have BEEN any more perfect? No, no it couldn’t have, Chandler. He ran his fingers along my cheek and nose and chin. For that and for the rain and for not giving up.”
