Strange World Isn't It?

He Never Leaves, Does He?

It Was The First Time I'd Ever Felt Truly Jealous Of Anyone Else In My Entire Life.

He Looks At You Like... Like You're Something To Eat.

A Girl Can Dream." His Eyebrows Rose. "is That What You Dream About? Being A Monster?" "not Exactly," I Said, Frowning At His Word Choice. Monster, Indeed. "mostly I Dream About Being With You Forever.

I Stared Because Their Faces, So Different, So Similar, Were All Devastatingly, Inhumanly Beautiful.