“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
“She rubs her arm where I grabbed her. “What do you do to the people you don’t like?” I flash my teeth… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“But James is my north now. The flames are my north now. Our dark secrets are my north now.” — 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
“My phone vibrates in my pocket and I pull it out. James. “What,” I answer, annoyed. I don’t want his voice on… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“I don’t want to think about things like normal and safe, things I can’t have.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“I wash myself clean of guilt, of pain, of fear, of emotion. I am the ocean. I am empty. I am nothing.” — 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
“Probably you should stay out of my head. It’s not a friendly place.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“I lie constantly. All the time. I’m nothing but one big mass of lies.” — 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
“Crazy must run in your family,” he says. “You do know Fia!” I blurt, then bite my lip.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“We have another friend in common. Sweetest girl. She’s like a sane version of you. Goes by Annie.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“I think happy thoughts and feel happy things and I do not let myself near the swirling black edges of the hole… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“Then she leans over, brushes her lips against his forehead, and turns off the lamp.” — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“Ah, but that’s the glory of not being Eden. She can feel bad all she wants and we never have to feel… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
