No, I haven’t read the novel. But I chanced upon this passage and could not believe that this was articulated in a bestseller. I think the author felt the same way I did once, back in the days, when everything used to be simple.
Maybe the nostalgia of post-valentine is making me melancholic. I never really trusted myself when it came to this mushiness of romance. I am close to choking myself to death so I guess this is all I have to say.