OPAL

A beat of silence passes before he says, "I think I know why."

"Everyone does."

I hate that I can't keep the bitterness from my voice. All of this is getting to me too much, and I'm starting to realize that Bruce might not be good for me. Why do I always have to feel this tormented because of him? Why can't things between us be clear and normal?

Quinton slides his hands into his pockets again. The way he's looking at me...it's filled with pity. I hate it. It makes my eyes burn again ...