Ok – I know that by 2020 you likely already have a pretty set opinion on the Twilight series. Trust me, I read them when they first came out over ten years ago and have a pretty strong opinion on them, but I recently saw them in the library and decided to give them a go again. Why? Because I read them at the height of their popularity, when it was also cool to hate them. So – was Twilight any better than I remember it being? Unfortunately, not.
About three things I was absolutely positive.
First, Edward was a vampire.
Second, there was a part of him—and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be—that thirsted for my blood.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.