Is this book really written by the same author who wrote Slammed? Because... 
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 I guess all good things must come to an end. My roll of reading amazing books consecutively has come to an end. It ended with The Retribution of Mara Dyer, and sealed by Colleen Hoover's Ugly Love. Oh well. 
 On to Ugly Love; I can't even with this book. I can't believe that the same author wrote Slammed. Slammed was fantastic; heart-wrenching and powerful. And Ugly Love? Well, it was ugly. 
 Let's start with Tate. She is so... ugh. Where's her backbone? This book is dangerous because it sends such a bad message to women out there - that you're supposed to put up with his shenanigans in the off-chance that he'd change? Even though he told you from the beginning that he's not going to? It's as if she hates herself. Honey, please love yourself and GTFO. You know what they say, WHAT YOU ALLOW IS WHAT WILL CONTINUE. So don't get mad, Tate. You signed up for it. I hate how she thinks and what she allowed herself to become. Please readers do not ever emulate her. Ever. 
 Miles. Miles, Miles, Miles. 6 years, really? 6 years without sex? I highly doubt it. And such a hypocrite. And an ass. 
 NO REEDEEMING QUALITY FOR ANYONE. 
 I don't know if this review makes sense or useful for anyone out there - I'm just so angry at this book.