Anarchy at Prescott High (The Havoc Boys, #4)

by C.M. Stunich

would never go back though because the sort of pain I’ve suffered … it can’t be recovered from twice. That’s why I think that, after we die, we’re reborn without any of our previous memories. It’d be too much, to keep living life and gathering up so much pain.

He studies me with the careful fragility of somebody who's in love, somebody who, when they look at you, stares at you like it might be the last time, every time—just in case.