The House in the Cerulean Sea (Cerulean Chronicles, #1)

by T.J. Klune

She was as thin as a dream, made up of sharp bones covered in skin stretched too tightly.

After all, there were people with far less than what he had. There was a roof over his head and rabbit food in his belly, and his pajamas were monogrammed.

He absolutely did not scream, no matter the evidence to the contrary.