Yeah. I could've waited. 
 There isn't much I can really say about this book, except that it made me so profoundly sad. Not for the plight of the characters, and not in a great I-love-this-book way. 
 It made me sad because with this book, YA paranormal has finally crossed that uncrossable moral line: kill yourself to be with your boyfriend. End your life because of him. 
 And that is a line that should never have been drawn in the first place. 
 I don't even want to joke about this book. I don't even want to talk about it. Because it makes me too sad. It makes me want to scream and stamp my feet and most of all, it makes me want to forget I ever picked it up in the first place. 
 I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not. Jessica Verday, I am not sorry that I hated this book. 
 You should be sorry.