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my chest is heaving. “Never again,” I say quietly now. “We are never having this conversation. Not ever again.” “Okay, Addie.” I swallow hard. “I’m sorry, Addie.”
Ok, I don’t care if he’s your brother and your worried for his safety. Don’t yell at children!! Don’t yell at anyone! I didn’t like this 😠
God, she’s so obsessed with him. She has some weird fascination with his twisted life that I don’t understand, and it makes me crazy. I can already feel myself getting angry, annoyed—jealous, even—which is ridiculous. Warner isn’t even human; I shouldn’t be comparing myself to him. Besides, she’s not his type at all. He’d probably eat her alive.
Ugh, shut up. Ok. Dudes getting on my nerves a bit. You don’t get to judge Aaron in any way. Nor do you get to judge Juliette, y’all aren’t together!!
I’m one part furious and one part terrified, and the two are having a battle of their own in my mind. I knew this would happen. I knew she never should’ve come with us. I knew she should’ve stayed behind. She’s not built for this—she’s not strong enough to be on the battlefield. She would’ve been so much safer if she’d stayed behind.
Excuse my language here. This pisses me off ok? I hate when people assume you can’t do things! Ughh! Like, yeah ok, she’s inexperienced in the battlefield but she’s not some helpless defenseless little thing ok dude!?
Kenji grins. “Okay then. Let’s go get our girl back.” “My girl,” I correct him. “She’s my girl.” Kenji snorts as we head in the direction of the compounds. “Right. Minus the part where she’s not actually your girl. Not anymore.”
This isn’t easy to admit, but part of me doesn’t want to put James at risk again—on the run again—for a girl who broke up with me. A girl who walked away from us. I don’t know what the right thing is anymore. I don’t know if my allegiance is to James or Juliette.
Everyone is consoling Kenji now, trying to reassure him that there’s no guilt necessary. No person to blame for all this. But I can’t agree. I trip backward until I hit the wall, leaning against it for support. I know who to blame. I know where the fault lies. Juliette is dead because of me.

