You were always a sweetheart in Spencer’s class. Always having straight A’s, very nice, but hard to be around. For all the wrong reasons. He related to you in a way. He could see right through you, because he was tainted too.

One day he tells you to stay after class. You sit down and he takes your hand. “I know that you got daddy issues, and i do too.” He admits to you, wanting to hold your sweet honeysuckle hands as he relates to the pain of your past.