I didn't even get to that part of the last book. I threw it across the room at the point where yet again they both made the worst decisions possible despite being pretty intelligent people. They don't have the make the absolute worst decision every. Single. Time. I fucking swear.

Like I fell in love with a book the other day for the fact that the main character actually, gasp, told his girlfriend that this other girl thought he was leaving her gifts and was hitting on him. And they resolved any potential problem. The antagonist is the world and some bad guys, not some screwed up romance. I loved it. So hard.

Hugs hugs!