Never (Never, #1)

by Jessa Hastings

My brain makes a note of it because I know my heart will want to remember it later.

A real man will allow you to be your whole entire self, with breathing room and space to change your mind and even evolve it. A mere boy might let you be yourself just an eighth of the way, if you’re lucky.

“This dress,” he says to someone who isn’t me, and my heart crashes like a ship sailing right into a cliff.