*Warning: This post will contain spoilers for the current section and those that have come before it*
We are entering The Wilds
Lena and Alex have to go to such great lengths just to sneak out to the forbidden Wilds. She has to lie to her aunt, they have to have someone drug the guard so he falls asleep, sneak around in the dark and climb over what is supposed to be an electrified fence. Lena says she feels like “a gigantic moving target with a big sign on [her] back saying SHOOT ME.” (p. 280). I can only imagine how terrifying the whole thing would be.
But once they get out there everything changes. Lena starts questioning where she belongs, she see’s Alex’s home and she has one of the most romantic nights ever. First of all Alex rolls the roof back so that the moon is shining just overhead. Then he lights candles. CANDLES! And to top it all off he reads her poetry. *Swoon* Shakespeare, Elizabeth Barrett Browning. I fell in love with Alex during this scene. It’s no surprise Lena did.
Chapter eighteen also ends with an amazing quote about love:
“Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That’s what it is: an edge, a razor. It draws up through the centre of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side.” (p. 301)