QUOTE : Bristol bites into her bottom lip. She turns her head to stare at me, sadness saturating her eyes. “Can you just tell me when all my privilege makes me clueless?” Damn her. Every time I think I might be able to get past this girl, move on to someone who will actually tell me how she feels, she does this. Shows the tender under all that tough and reminds me why not one day has gone by in eight years when she hasn’t at least crossed my mind. “I can do that,” I promise quietly.