The Darkest Legacy (The Darkest Minds, #4)

by Alexandra Bracken

“No flamethrowers?” I said. “What kind of evil organization is this?”

He’s Lee—he’s funny and nice and he dresses like a walking hug.”

“I tell the tragic tale with a lot more flourish—or, at least, a lot more sound effects and shadow puppets.”

remembered thinking, when I was so little, that if our scars could be mended the same way, we would never try to hide them, or erase them. Back then, I hadn’t understood that we didn’t always wear our scars on our skin; some ran deep beneath it, unseen by the rest of the world, aching even as we wore happy masks, even as we assured others we were fine.

We’ve inherited the darkest legacy, but they don’t know that we’ve learned how