Shatter Me Novella #4

Her eyes are big and bright and she’s staring at me like she’s just a girl and I’m just a guy and we’re not both just a pair of dumbasses headed directly for the sun.

“Okay, I’m sorry—you’re not insane—but twenty minutes ago you were accusing me of being in love with my best friend, so, to be fair, I think my feelings are warranted.”

“You were looking at her like you were in love with her!”

“Jesus Christ, woman, I look at you like I’m in love with you!”

“I— Wait. What?”

I squeeze my eyes shut. “Nothing. Never mind. I have to go.”

cream-colored canvas shrouding everything on the outside, but it’s obvious from the interior that this is a

I think you might be the best person I’ve ever met.

She drives me insane. I don’t even know why I like her so much. But I have no control over how my body reacts when she’s around. It’s wild and illogical and I love it. I hate it.

More beautiful than ever, which is nothing short of terrifying, to be honest. Her eyes are big and bright and she’s staring at me like she’s just a girl and I’m just a guy and we’re not both just a pair of dumbasses headed directly for the sun.

“I like you,” she says quietly. “A lot.”

Nazeera.

So fucking beautiful, I think.

“Okay, I’m sorry—you’re not insane—but twenty
minutes ago you were accusing me of being in love with my best friend, so, to be fair, I think my feelings are warranted.”

“You were looking at her like you were in love with her!”

“Jesus Christ, woman, I look at you like I’m in love with you!”

And when you’re that worried,” Sara says, “when you’re that scared, extreme levels of stress can badly injure our
immune systems.”

Huh. I guess that means my immune system is screwed for life