I Bit A Pillow. Or

It Took Only Seconds For Me To Make These Discoveries, But Even In That Short Time, My Stomach Nearly Jumped Through My Mouth Trying To Reach The Food.

I Knew I Was Too Late—and I Was Glad Something Bloodthirsty Waited In The Wings. For In Failing At This, I Forfeited Any Desire To Live.

And Then We Continued Blissfully Into This Small But Perfect Piece Of Our Forever.

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

No, I Had Never Intentionally Caused Anyone Physical Pain, But I Had Hurt Ian Deeply Enough Just By Hurting Myself. Human Lives Were So Impossibly Tangled. What A Mess.