It’s the streaming event that’s got teenagers and their mortified parents glued to screens worldwide: Netflix’s Through My Window: Looking at You, the third and – gasp – supposedly final chapter in Ariana Godoy’s scorching YA romance trilogy, dropped like a mistletoe bomb this holiday season. Directed by Marçal Forés, the 2024 release weaves a tapestry of tangled Hidalgo family ties, forbidden flings, and fireworks-level passion that’ll leave you fanning yourself one minute and ugly-crying the next. But as Raquel and Ares’s epic enemies-to-lovers saga crashes into a festive Barcelona winter wonderland, one question burns hotter than their chemistry: Is this truly the end for the window-peeping, Wi-Fi-hacking heartthrobs who ignited a global obsession? Spoiler: The finale’s joyful brotherly bows might say yes, but the cliffhanger vibes scream “sequel bait.”

For the uninitiated, the Through My Window franchise kicked off with a bang: Raquel (Clara Galle, all wide-eyed firecracker charm) developing a not-so-secret crush on her aloof, god-like neighbor Ares Hidalgo (Julio Peña Fernández, channeling brooding Adonis with abs for days). What starts as stolen glances through rain-streaked glass spirals into a full-blown forbidden romance, complicated by Ares’s uber-wealthy family empire and Raquel’s plucky middle-class grit. The first film, a Netflix smash that racked up 68 million hours viewed in its debut week, set the template: steamy hookups, jealous exes, and enough teen angst to fuel a thousand TikTok edits. Sequel Across the Sea (2023) jetted the drama to a sun-soaked Greek isle, layering in betrayal and beachside betrayals, while introducing the Hidalgo brothers’ own romantic rollercoasters – think Apollo (Miguel Bernardeau) navigating a love triangle that could sink the Titanic, and Artem (Hugo Arbues) stumbling into his awkward-but-adorable first love.

Now, Looking at You – streaming fresh as of late November 2025 in select markets, with a global rollout timed for holiday heartbreak – pulls it all together in a glittering, gut-wrenching bow. Set against Barcelona’s twinkling Christmas lights and snow-dusted plazas, the plot masterfully intercuts the brothers’ “joyful ends” with Raquel and Ares’s make-or-break reunion. After the summer fling fallout of part two left our leads swearing off each other, winter brings them colliding back into orbit – at a family gala, no less, where Ares is brokering a billion-euro deal and Raquel’s crashing as a plus-one to spite him. Cue the sparks: stolen kisses under icicle chandeliers, a midnight ice-skating chase that ends in a frozen pond tumble, and a heart-stopping confession where Ares finally utters the L-word without a single escape clause. “You climbed through my window and stole my heart,” Raquel quips mid-snowball fight, “but I’m the one who locked the door behind you.”

But the real genius? Those Hidalgo brother side-stories, which steal scenes like pros. Apollo’s arc wraps with a tear-soaked proposal to his ride-or-die, complete with a custom yacht christening that screams “I’ve grown, y’all” – a far cry from his playboy past. Artem, the baby bro with the biggest glow-up, lands his quirky artist girlfriend in a rom-com-worthy airport dash, proving even the shiest Hidalgo can conquer love. Director Forés intercuts these triumphs like a holiday playlist on shuffle: Apollo’s sunlit vows bleeding into Raquel’s moonlit doubts, Artem’s goofy first “I love you” echoing Ares’s brooding redemption. It’s a symphony of closure – joyful, messy, and unapologetically horny – clocking in at 110 minutes of pure escapism. The soundtrack? A banger remix of the original’s sultry Spanish pop, with new tracks from Galle herself, who co-wrote a ballad that’s already topping Spotify’s YA romance charts.

Critics are swooning harder than fans at a meet-and-greet. “A mature, emotional capstone that ties up the trilogy with heart and heat,” raves Variety, praising how Looking at You evolves the series from guilty-pleasure fluff to a poignant nod at young love’s lasting scars. Galle and Peña Fernández shine brighter than ever – she’s the empowered heroine who demands equality, he’s the reformed bad boy learning vulnerability – while the ensemble delivers laughs amid the lust. Rotten Tomatoes sits at a juicy 82%, with audiences polling 91% – “More addictive than holiday cookies!” one reviewer gushed. But not everyone’s toasting mulled wine: Some purists gripe it’s “too tidy,” missing the raw edge of the books, and a vocal minority on Reddit calls out the “softened” steam factor for broader appeal.

So, will this adolescent saga truly conclude here, or is Netflix low-key trolling us with “final” labels? The evidence points to yes – for now. Godoy’s original trilogy wrapped with Looking at You, and Netflix’s Tudum announcements framed it as “the end of an era.” Forés told Digital Spy in a post-premiere chat: “We gave Raquel and Ares the closure they deserved – no loose threads, just a window cracked open for whatever comes next in their lives.” The cast echoes the sentiment: Peña Fernández joked at a virtual press junket, “Ares finally gets his HEA [happily ever after]. If they drag him back, he’s demanding hazard pay for more shirtless scenes in the snow.” Galle, ever the shipper, added a wink: “The brothers are all coupled up. Unless… spin-off potential?” Cue the fanfic frenzy.

Yet, in true YA fashion, the finale plants seeds of “what if.” That post-credits stinger? A cryptic Hidalgo family boardroom bombshell hinting at inherited secrets that could shatter the bliss – think corporate espionage meets ex-lovers’ revenge. It’s subtle, but enough to spark 2.3 million #MoreThroughMyWindow petitions on Change.org overnight. Netflix, ever the algorithm whisperer, isn’t ruling out extras: Whispers from Montecito insiders suggest a potential Artemis-focused spin-off (the overlooked sister’s story, anyone?) or even an English-language reboot with A-list cameos. Godoy, fresh off a book tour for her next series, teased on Instagram: “The window’s never fully closed. Fans, you know what to do – stream, scream, and manifest.”

As Looking at You catapults to Netflix’s global Top 10, it’s clear this isn’t just a trilogy wrap – it’s a cultural fever dream. From Wi-Fi passwords to wedding vows, the Through My Window world has bottled that dizzy rush of first love: the butterflies, the betrayals, the “bake me a future” pleas. Will the saga stay shuttered, letting the Hidalgos ride into the sunset? Or will fan frenzy force open that pane for one more peek? One thing’s certain: In a year of reboots and requels, this window’s view – steamy, sincere, and surprisingly grown-up – is one worth peeking through. Grab the popcorn (and a fuzzy blanket). Raquel and Ares might be done… but their story? It’s just getting started.