Spoilers all the way though: 
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 I was up for a four star review. Well, hell no! I reach the ending chapter AND I AM CRYING. I am not melodramatic, I usually don't cry with books... but this sentence, this damn sentence: "twenty-fourth: a birthday spent without Ollie". Yeah, I cry when I read about dead dogs because it hits home. It makes me remember my childhood dogs who have left me. And reminds me, that those who are with me now, most likely will be gone when I turn 24th so I will also spend a 24th b-day like June. 
 In general, I loved the war scenes. I was so anxious and excited about the fake surrender. I was surprisingly enjoying the sirens, seek hide, bombs and threats. While reading this, I couldn't imagine that this was the last book, because, frankly, I wouldn't have minded another book about the Republic's people fighting back. Yep, I wanted a book, where Anden, June and the Senate went all guerrilla. 
 I was grumpy because I don't like fairy-tale endings, so when Day magically survives two bullet wounds (one in the chest) I wasn't digging the mother-that-appears-on-death's-door-step. Okay, he survives, bt survive the dangerous life-threatening surgery? Nope. So I was expecting a cheesy ending. Omg, I am so glad it was such a realistic heart-wrenching ending. This is life, time passes, you move on (but you get melancholy with memories and past lovers), you loose contact with childhood friends... (yeah, I teared when I read that Tess and Day lost contact). 
 I was so proud of June when she let Day go. They needed that hiatus, that healing process and I even understand why she gave a chance to Anden. It was a sad and happy ending which will keep this trilogy in my mind for a very long time. 
 Congrats, Marie Lu!