Shatter Me (Shatter Me, #1)

by Tahereh Mafi

Truth is a jealous, vicious mistress that never ever sleeps, is what I don’t tell him. I’ll never be okay.

“I’d really rather die than eat your food and listen to you call me love,” I tell him.

His smile is laced with dynamite. “Go to sleep.” “Go to hell.” He works his jaw. Walks to the door. “I’m working on it.”

I can shoot a hundred numbers through the chest and watch them bleed decimal points in the palm of my hand. I can rip the numbers off a clock and watch the hour hand tick tick tick its final tock just before I fall asleep. I can suffocate seconds just by holding my breath. I’ve been murdering minutes for hours and no one seems to mind.

I wondered if your eye color meant you saw the world differently. If the world saw you differently as a result.

I hope he doesn’t know he just touched my leg. And nothing happened.

His lips come too close. “But I love you.” “No you don’t.” His eyes close. He leans his forehead against mine. “You have no idea what you do to me.” “I hate you.”