The toe of her sandal dug into the sand, "you treated me different than everyone else," Laurel pointed out, "and it's not because you care, because you didn't spare my feelings. It was all what you thought was right or how my dad would feel, which doesn't even matter with how much hates me now anyways. To you I'm always going to be just a girl or the girl you loved."
She bit her lip, "but there so much more to me now, you refuse to see it," Laurel held her hand up, "I know you had a lot going on this year, we all did, but..All the hurt, all the lies, haven't weakened me, not this time. I'm stronger than you know. You accused me once of playing a game, but I tried to explain to you about this fire I had within me and you didn't even want to listen, Oliver. I haven't struggled to learn all I have just because of a game, I'm doing this for me, to smother out that fire before it consumes me."