Oh, Adam. When will you stop messing everything up? And why do I keep letting you?

Thanks for looking at me like…like I could be whole.

You really care about my sister, don’t you?” I don’t want him to. He’s so sweet. I can’t imagine anyone loving Fia without being hurt by it.

We have another friend in common. Sweetest girl. She’s like a sane version of you. Goes by Annie.

It’s about Fia. Everything always is, even when she is nowhere near, even when she left all of us. We still orbit the brilliant, chaotic burning of her star.

I’m very familiar with how Fia fights.” I smirk. “I’m so glad one of us kicked your butt.

Do you really want to get into my head? I think. It’s not a friendly place. You’ll regret it.

She rubs her arm where I grabbed her. “What do you do to the people you don’t like?” I flash my teeth like knives in the dark. “Do you really want to know?” She kicks my shin in a halfhearted pout. “You think different around him, you know.” “Oh?” A cab pulls to the side and I open the door. “Clearer. Happier. But scarier.

Planning is not my friend. Impulse is.