The finale to the Legend series basically makes everyone sick. It’s like a goddamn Victorian plague novel where everyone’s got f–king tuberculosis. It’s just too big to fit into the last book, and it suffers because of it. And then the ultimate ending feels like a cheat and then a double cheat. John Green already wrote the book on teenage angsty illness romance. Better luck next time.
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