there is no shaking off the self .
"Try focusing more on your life and less on mine!" Cass snapped.
Cass hadn’t been able to shake off her past self no matter how many records she’d destroyed, and that haunted her. Alex’s incredible ability to read her left her reeling, and she stared at the other for a moment. What did they want with her? Why were they so obsessed with her own history, her own fears, her own traumas?
“I know that now, but I was a different person back then. I thought it’d hurt less if I… if they… no. Fuck that. You don’t need an explanation from me, and there’s no way in hell I’m telling you anything. You give me something in return, well, then we have a deal. But I don’t owe you jack shit.”







