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350 pages, Paperback
First published August 31, 2016














“I was hoping to discuss my grade on last week’s assignment.”
“Which was?”
The cup size I wish I had… “D.”










“With the thought of Neve, his place is set ablaze with vivid color. And then she is everywhere, like a tuxedo kitten curled up in every corner of his heart; leaning against the window sill, snapping a photo of a raspberry sunset. Down on all fours with her hair up in a messy bun, wiping the wine she spilled tripping over nothing. Lying across him with tears in her eyes, begging him to stop making her laugh so she can get a few minutes of shuteye.”
“He is a svelte silhouette, young to the bone, but host to a weathered soul. He is like a timeless art-piece marred by neglect and consequence. He is beautiful, androgynous, and unimaginably lethal.”

Every possibility in our dimension, is reality in an alternate one. And vice versa.
“I was hoping to discuss my grade on last week’s assignment.”
“Which was?”
The cup size I wish I had… “D.”
With the thought of Neve, his place is set ablaze with vivid color. And then she is everywhere, like a tuxedo kitten curled up in every corner of his heart.
Dylan stares helplessly as the red threshold swallows his lap. It glides up his torso until it has engulfed his shoulders. As though savoring the kill, it fills the space around Dylan’s throat, curves along his jaw, and creeps up to his gaping mouth.
She remembers beaming with envy as ‘Ro’— the boy she often heard of, but rarely saw—shoved handfuls of snow into Dylan’s mouth, their laughter audible even through the thick windows. [...] it instantly became one of Neve’s favorite memories. Because that was the kind of friendship she’d kill for.
She reaches out to press the elevator button, but Galen’s hand flies up and blocks it.
“No—” he looks up at the floor the elevator is stalled at. “You should take the stairs.”
The whole world holds its breath until the ambulance lurches to a staggering stop.[...] Neve effortlessly liberates herself from her restraints, and ascends like a phoenix rising from the ashes. With her glowing gaze glued to her assailants, she steps off the deformed stretcher, sinking the vehicle by another few inches.
And then all that lingers in the air, is fear.