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In a fit of passionate despair, Summer swept everything off her altar with one arm. The carpeted floor was too soft to make the crash she wanted, and the candles went out before anything could catch fire.

Unsatisfying. She threw her head back and screamed, then kicked the table. It tipped over, but that was all.

Hot tears burned down her face, blinding her. “Useless. Worthless,” she panted, fists clenched painfully tight. “Not even the god you thought you followed gives a damn about your pitiful life. You should just die. Rip your own heart out and offer it to him, maybe that will be good enough.”

She dropped to her knees, bracing herself on her elbows over the ritual implements tumbled in a heap. Five gemstone cat carvings glittered up at her. “I’m nothing,” she whispered to them. “Everything about me offends him.”

One hand curled around the knife, shaking. She couldn’t see. Couldn’t breathe. Everything was wrong. As if the world was sideways to her, and she couldn’t touch it. Or be touched by it. She lifted the blade, and a flicker of sanity wondered if she even had the strength to drive it into her own skin.