This series just keeps piling issues on top of an already shaky foundation, and by the time I reached the finale, I was honestly at a loss for words. It’s the first time I’ve ever found myself genuinely hoping a movie adaptation veers drastically away from the source material—and I mean completely rewrites major plot points. The  movies have the potential to salvage this mess if they take a different direction, because the book’s conclusion was, frankly, a disaster.

By this point, Noah is maybe 19 years old, and Nick is still seething with anger over her actions from the second book. Fair enough. But the “resolution” to their issues?

Hate sex. Which, of course, results in a surprise pregnancy because—why not?—they don't use contraception. The excuse? Noah might have been infertile due to a previous injury.

Honestly, the fact that the first movie left this out gives me hope they’ll avoid this storyline altogether.

What’s worse is that this “miracle” pregnancy suddenly convinces Nick that he’s been in love with Noah all along, and they’re destined to be a happy family. Just as you think the absurdity has peaked, the psychotic exes come into play. One of them? Also was pregnant by Nick a few years ago, but lost her child, because apparently, he has a lot to learn about responsibility. And then, in a bizarre, rushed finale, the exes try to kidnap Nick and Noah’s child but are caught just in time.

Cue the happily-ever-after ending that feels entirely unearned.

I was extremely disappointed, to say the least. The rushed plot, toxic dynamics, and over-the-top drama left me more frustrated than entertained. I’ll watch the movies out of sheer curiosity, but only because I’m hoping they do what the books couldn’t: give this story some coherence and characters we can root for.