Make Me Lie (Rich Demons of Darkwood, #1)

by C.R. Jane

Maybe we were still in high school. Maybe high school never really ends. What a depressing thought.

Walking into the library was the closest I’d ever come to a religious experience.

I wandered the stacks, enjoying the chance to get lost in the books, pulling a few out along the way. It would be easy to get lost in the long rows of books in this massive library, and that was exactly what I wanted—to forget myself in books for a while.

Jenna had already given up on me. I'd already spent most of my life feeling that way, and it was an unwelcome emotion.

Why was being a normal girl so fucking hard?

For a moment, it was nice to see myself as if I was part of the group laughing with a bunch of fun, cute girls. And the next second just made me feel sad. I felt like I didn't really belong here, that I wasn't really one of them.

I started to shrug. I didn't know why I was the way I was sometimes.

I would’ve liked to have been a part of it, actually a part of it, for tonight. It seemed like I always belonged on the edges, pretending to be normal but never fitting in.