I thought the universe was fucking huge, all dark ooze and evil motherfuckers. No reason to keep kicking around except to take a few more with me before I go. Newsflash. The universe is tiny. Just one star. Five feet balanced on pretty pearly toes. When Lilah dances, I find all the colors I forgot. I don’t give a shit about the pack, the Redfangs, and these ballerina bitches. All they have to do is die. Easy. Then I get forever with my star.

