Chapters (57)
- Cover
- Dedication
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- Acknowledgments
- Discover More
- extras
- meet the author
- interview
- A Preview of "A Big Ship at the Edge of the Universe"
- A Preview of "Adrift"
“Ah. Gaia.” Some of her confusion clears up. “So that’s why you’re”—she fumbles for a word—“abstinent?”
They always ask about that.
“I’m not. It’s just different for me.”
It’s clear she doesn’t understand, but this is an issue I’m not eager to provide more explanation about. I’ve tried it with Titans, many times, but our attitudes are too deeply ingrained, and too different. Maybe it is the years in Gaia’s conservative culture affecting me more than I like to think. Or maybe it was one too many lectures from Momma about avoiding unplanned children on any of the planets. With those concerns, she was always more strict with Pol and I than with our sisters, even after she gave us all birth control shots from Gaia, where they’re mandatory.
Either way, I’ve never been able to make myself comfortable with Titans’ extraordinarily casual attitude toward sex. I don’t judge them for their own dalliances—though constantly being woken up in the middle of the night drove me to demand having my own room, despite it being against Titan custom—but the lifestyle doesn’t suit me.
I tried during basic training, when my loneliness was a raw wound I was constantly trying to sew shut. It didn’t work. And here, where I’m in charge of these people, tasked with ordering them to fight and die as I see fit, attachment is too dangerous. I know I wouldn’t be able to be objective. If only knowing was enough to keep my heart from wanting.
The conversation ends as we travel higher in the stairwell, drawing close enough to the cafeteria that the voices of my team bounce off the walls around us. The sound of their laughter and easy chatter makes my guilt heavier with every step. Ivennie is still barely more than a stranger, but the others have been with me for a long time. Secrets lead to jealousy… and I haven’t told them of the upcoming end to my service, or the message I sent to my family, or the possibility this could be my last mission. Though I’ve never been able to view them as my kin, my team has always seen me as a part of their family. No matter what choice I make, I’ll be leaving someone behind.