" You wanna fight? How ’bout you save it? How about you fight for what fucking matters?
Because she,” he says, pointing up to the bedroom window and lowering his voice to a quiet fucking steel, “she’s worth the fight, dude. Worth every goddamn fear eating at you. Every piece of it, Colton—A to motherfucking Z. "

― K. Bromberg , Crashed (Driven, #3)