Some things are private. Some things needed to be said, even when the person who needed to hear them couldn’t hear anything. Ever again.

Ethan was loyal and funny and protective. When we were little, he was the brother most likely to make me cry—and mostly likely to wipe away my tears.

Alec rolled beautiful brown eyes. "No fair playing the death card."
"No fair having it to play.

And I met Madeline's necromancer. His name's Luca."
"A death detector?" Tod made a face. "That's creepy."
"It gets weirder. He's dating Sophie."
"On purpose?

...the dead have a way of becoming saints in the eyes of their survivors...

If you treat me unkindly a little bit of me will love you less and less everyday... Then one day I will wake up and I will no longer love you anymore