This book was infuriating. 
 Penelope and Lina made me want to headbutt a kitten, that's how much these two irritated me. To no end. All this hatred, jealousy and conniving little behavior over a damn boy. They were two different boys, granted, but honestly, all that pettiness over two guys who didn't even like them the same way. I thought their actions were hateful, desperate and just messed up. The only thing I liked about the book was Elizabeth finally realizing what would make her happy and ensured that it would happen, therefore getting away from all that boorish behavior and helping her sister achieve some happiness. 
 Thank God. I don't even know if I want to read the second book. But I'm curious so. We'll see.