She had always loved the stars. But tonight, she felt as if they were watching her, waiting for her to fail.

Honestly, I hate when in books, the guys changes the girl's life. Like, no. The girl needs to change her own life.

Dex had taught her well, and now he would pay.

Carnage stained the skies.

Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me.

Like we're here, and at the same time, in outer space. Which of course, we are. We're all untethered, all flying around in the dark, the same as Mars and Venus, the same as the stars.