Chapter One
Cress
Woe.
That was such a strange word, wasn’t it? It was just so sad and depressing, and blah.
But woe was me. Woe was love. Woe was the entire world.
It all just felt so hopeless and lackluster. What was even the point of going on?
I sighed and flopped my cheek down on the couch cushion I was lying on as I returned my gaze to the television screen across the room, watching two boys trying to impress a girl by insisting they didn’t like tacos.
Morons. Didn’t they know lying didn’t work?
I’d tried that route before. A lot. I mean, I had to make myself look appealing, right? Secure a mate. I didn’t want to grow old alone and turn into a crabby old man like the miserable schlump in this movie. I had to do whatever I could to get some love.
So I had fibbed a little. But
