A party in the orange grove. The pain on Linden's face is immediate. I am unwavering. He has cost me more pain than I will ever be able to repay.

I shake my head, watching snow tumble and swirl from an all-white sky. The world seems so clean if you only look up

None of the wives mention the security guards by the door, who will probably tackle us to the ground if we try to leave without our husbands.

There’s a limit to how much living can be done in a life without freedom.

I've loved you since the day I stole the atlas for you," Gabriel says, because he thinks I'm asleep.

It was my fifth grade teacher who introduced the idea that writing could be more than a hobby for me.

I wonder what it’s like for her, looking so much like a dead girl.