“Someone is gunning for her. Others will be coming, too. The sharks will smell blood in the water. Old enemies. Or some new kid on the block who’ll think this is the time to make a name.”
"She kept her head high, even as her eyes stung, even as panic filled her vision with warnings and precautions.
It was not her fault he had liked her.
It was not her fault she was a cyborg.
She would not apologize.”
Marissa Meyer, Cinder: Book One of the Lunar Chronicles