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Caden came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pecking her neck. "Whatcha doin'?" He asked, looking up at her. |
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"Looking at this disgusting creature" She muttered, gesturing down her body |
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"I dont see anything disgusting," Caden noted, glancing at the mirror. |
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"I'm not thin enough, not pretty enough, not nice enough, don't smile enough, have too long of hair, and I don't wear makeup anymore!" She rattled off, disgusted with herself |
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"So? I still love you, isn't that all that matters?"
He asked, looking back at her. |
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"Not when you should be embarrassed to be seen with me" She said, a tear slipping past her lashes |
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"I'm proud to be seen with you, I don't care what they say because they don't know you." He murmured softly, wiping her face. |
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She just nodded, drowning silently |
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"Anything else you'd like to say?" Caden asked softly, pecking her cheek lightly. |
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"I hate myself" She admitted shakily, closing her eyes as the admission hurt more than the thought |
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Windy with Flurries
