Full Tilt (Full Tilt, #1)

by Emma Scott

I looked the part, but I felt like a piece of glass, shattered and scattered all over. I didn’t know who or what I was anymore, but I glittered prettily in the spotlight.

“Decaf?” “I can’t have caffeine.” “What a tragedy.” She leaned over the table. “You know what they say, there’s a time and a place for decaf: Never and in the trash.”

Dying, I learned, is a not a team sport. It’s a solitary endeavor. Everyone I loved was standing on dry land, while I was alone on a boat as it slowly pulled away from the shore, and there’s nothing anyone could do about it but watch it happen.

“Every time I see you, I think, This is it. She cannot possibly look more beautiful than she does right now. And then I see you the next time.”

Live in the little moments, right? Just like we promised. The little moments. We have so many. Thousands upon thousands.”