What struck me the most with this book is the cover itself. To say it was glorious was totally underrated. It was beyond majestic. I always had this keen sense for pretty girls in pretty covers and some (okay, most of them)
turned out to be tragically devastating as soon as I started reading them. And mostly, I couldn't even get past fifty pages.
Needless to say, I did not enjoy this as much as I had expected myself to -- just like what happened to me after reading The Selection. The plot wasn't that
I did not like it either. Such a disappointment. I had expected a lot more. This book only gave me more reasons to hate The Selection (the actual game, not the book). I've always been in Team Maxon but after knowing more about him, his family and the deep secrets that lie between the castle grounds, I was inching myself farther and farther. I was beginning to reconsider asshole Aspen.
I only gave it a 1.5 for the pretty girl and the pretty dress.