Ugh. I’m tired of reading pointless YA romances.
Honestly, I would’ve preferred if To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before had no sequel. I understand that the author wanted to cash in on the book’s success, et cetera, but the first book perfectly wrapped up everything. Seriously, an ending like that is rare and shouldn’t be messed with.
Because of the unnecessariness (is that a word?) of the second book, the plot felt very draggy (again, word?). Romance, scandals, and *gasp* a love triangle? Those things work for some readers but not for me.
This book was just a cute beach read. It’s enjoyable under the right circumstances but it lacks some substance and its charm wears away quickly. I know you’re probably saying, J, you hate romance! Why are you doing this to yourself? Blame E for recommending me them. The point is that I can’t really be trusted with accurate opinions on romance books because most of them less than entertain me.
This was a decent read that a more dedicated fan of Jenny Han would enjoy.
Rating: 3 stars