Fifty Shades Freed

The last book in the trilogy. Thank God.

A dragged out book about the same possessive, insecure, controlling, childish arsehole and the same immature, insecure, spineless, annoying dummy. They're newlyweds now, acting like children. A healthy way to start their new lives together. Some words were overused, but that's to be expected if you've read the other two books. 

I'm glad it's over. The trilogy was a torture to read although I did like it overall.

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