
Gillian: Don't even pretend you weren't devastated when SPOILER died at the end. And heart trouble? HEART TROUBLE?! You kill off a major character in a series ender not through rebel shenanigans or anything, but HEART TROUBLE?!?!?!?! America hardly felt sad at all, and I got the feeling this part of the book was meant to be seeeeped in grieeeeef, and yet there was no grief to be found. WE INTERRUPT THIS CORNY ROMANTIC SMOOCHERY TO BRING YOU SOME BREAKING SADNESS. Gillian: It was basically a sadness intermission. Gillian: I think you might be a very evil person. Gillian: A major character's death that has nothing to do with the plot, is not born of the plot even though it so easily could have been, does not change the plot that follows or the main character in any way, and is executed SO POORLY that I could only guffaw in sadistic glee. Gillian: I laughed when a major character died. Gillian: But you liked it! You laughed! I heard you! Though even my fever dreams tie up loose plot threads better than. Gillian: Was it? Was it, though? Or did you hallucinate ninety percent of what occurred? You did read it really late at night.

Gillian: I REALLY NEED TO TALK TO YOU CAN YOU PLEASE JUST FOCUS. Gillian: Well, yeah, that's because I am y.

Gillian: I need to talk to you about The One. Gillian: We're the same person, so you kind of just insulted yourself. When someone else remembers some great story about me/us that I’ve forgotten. Not walking up but looking at a beautiful staircase. Spending an hour typing at a coffee shop.

That my wedding dress was tea length, not floor.
