The Gravity of Us (Elements, #4)

by Brittainy C. Cherry

The thing was, I didn’t care, because if I’d learned anything from humans, it was that they all lied. I didn’t trust a soul.

Once a person broke trust, once a lie was brought to the surface, everything they ever said, true or false, felt as if it was at least partially covered in betrayal.

“I’m bad with words.” She turned around and shook her head. “No, I’ve read your books, and you’re great with words—almost too good. What you lack are people skills.” “I live in my head a lot. I don’t interact with people very often.”