I can forgive some mangled italian in books.Believe me, I can.I've read about butter in pizza, I've read about gallons of espresso, and I've even read misspelled numbers, for gods' sake. So: I can overlook that. Really.(You just need 2 minutes and an internet connection to know that "banditi" is spelled with one "t", but whatever)This one-star rating is not me lashing out to authors who mistreat italian culture and language. It's me refusing to accept a character who victimizes herself throughout the whole book. It's me not being able to make any sense of this story. It's me questioning WTF have I just read. And it's me bitching about yet another book that twilightizes itself.