I love the unapologetic sex in London.
I love the meaning of the tattoos.
I love that she's Canadian.
I love that she's not high-society or a snob.
I love that he wears suits.
I love that he has an accent.
I love that he doesn't get the nuances of the English language.
I love their chemistry.
I love that she has a conscience.
I love that she does something stupid.
I love that he has his moment of dumb as well.
I love it when it looks like she'll reconcile with her mother.
I love that air planes are confined spaces.
I loved the drama, the wittiness, the heartbreak, and the love.
I hate that after 532 pages it's all over.