Requiem is the third book in Lauren Oliver’s Delirium trilogy. While this review will not give any spoilers for the book itself, it does presume one has read the first two books in the series (and so may contain spoilers there).
This is how Tack and Raven work: It’s their private language of push and return, argument and concessions. With the cure, relationships are all the same, and rules and expectations are defined. Without the cure, relationships must be reinvented every day, languages constantly decoded and deciphered.
When I got to the last page of Requiem, I slid past it, hoping to find another chapter. I wanted to read more.
Woven into the actions, it’s a book about the complexities and uncertainties of love.
It’s about negotiating love between parents and their adult children, how that is necessarily different than loving a child or loving as a child.
It’s about coming to terms with the realization that one loves imperfect beings. That you can still care for someone who betrays you.
It’s about loving two people at once — each in their own way and where the loves are necessarily conflicting — and really, truly not knowing what to do.
And it is about saying goodbye.
