" I wish you’d told me because I could have told you that I didn’t mind,” I say. “I don’t mind that you’re a girl. I like girls. That is, I like them, too.” It’s the first time I’ve admitted it out loud, this confusion I’ve felt since I loved Marlowe, then others like him, who turned out to be nothing like him at all, only to go and involve myself the same way with girls. “I don’t know why. It doesn’t matter, at least not to me, and I don’t know how else to explain it. All i do know is that I liked Kit the boy, and I can’t stop thinking about Kit the girl. Kit the person. "

― Virginia Boecker , An Assassin's Guide to Love and Treason