"Half-love, half-fight, all insults from her," I say, glaring at Cass. I know it's not really insults though and she knows that I know. Still, I hold out hope that one of these days she'll realize you don't have to say everything you think or say it so bluntly. But that day isn't today and it's probably not tomorrow.

"But no one else will put up with me so I deal with it."