“I’m still afraid to sleep—too many ghosts peering creeping condemning.” — Kiersten white Copy Share Image
“Oh, Adam. When will you stop messing everything up? And why do I keep letting you?” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“I am the ocean. I am the yacht in the middle of the ocean. I am nothing. I am flames.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“It’s about Fia. Everything always is, even when she is nowhere near, even when she left all of us. We still orbit… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“I have a date with the endless empty ocean. I am ready to leave. I am choosing nothing, and, for once, nothing… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“Fia,” James says, and I love the way he always answers the phone with my name: a statement, not a question.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“I’m very familiar with how Fia fights.” I smirk. “I’m so glad one of us kicked your butt.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“His eyes search mine, more serious than his tone would indicate, and I know he’s looking to see whether or not I’m… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“Do you really want to get into my head? I think. It’s not a friendly place. You’ll regret it.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“My dancing heart has danced itself apart and I was wrong, of course I was wrong, I am always wrong, everything is… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“I’m your big sister. I don’t have to see anything to know James is always something bad.” Fia snorts. “You wouldn’t think… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“You are going to bed,” James snaps. “Ooh, James,” Fia whispers dramatically. “Not in front of my sister. She hates you.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“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… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
