For once, this episode was one of my absolute favourites of the season. No one annoyed me, and honestly, it felt like every single character grew a little bit. It’s been a long time coming, but this episode finally gave me what I’ve been waiting for real development, real emotion, and a sense of closure.
Jeremiah is back to his normal self, actually trying to live life without Belly as his crutch. He’s got a job, some sense of direction, and most importantly, he’s slowly repairing his relationship with Conrad. That brotherly tension has been dragging for so long, so seeing it finally addressed felt refreshing.
I even agreed with Conrad during his conversation with Jeremiah about Belly. When he said, “You can’t take someone, Jer. She is not a fucking object, and the only reason there was a wedding to break up was because you were afraid of losing her,” it hit hard. He wasn’t completely right, but he wasn’t completely wrong either. The best part? He’s finally saying how he feels instead of bottling it up like he did back in season one.
Even when Conrad admitted, “I am sorry that I couldn’t stop loving her and that hurt you and I hate that. But you have been that person too. When you had the chance to be with her a month after she and I broke up, you took it. You don’t think that fucked me up and that was easy for me,” it felt raw and painfully honest. That whole monologue, that entire back-and-forth, was the kind of scene that sticks. Gavin and Christopher absolutely killed it, and honestly, every actor this episode gave it their all. Maybe it was the direction, maybe the pacing but whatever it was, the flow worked perfectly.
And I have to say, I loved the Paris scenes. They captured that bittersweet feeling of moving forward. As Taylor said, it is the end of a chapter. Closure is messy, but this felt like a gentle push toward new beginnings.
Also, Lola Tung is stunning. Her outfits, hair, makeup… she looked effortlessly radiant. Sometimes it feels like her styling tells a story of its own, and this one screamed growth and maturity.
I can’t shake the feeling Jenny Han will stick to the original ending, but part of me wishes she’d twist it. If it were up to me, Belly wouldn’t end up with either Fisher boy. Let her breathe. Let her shine. Let her keep her new muse, because they just fit. Watching her with him felt natural in a way the triangle never truly did.
Overall, episode 10 gave me a mix of closure and hope. If this really is the beginning of the end, at least it’s ending on a high note.