It only mattered that I was beautiful.

My little sister sits on the bed paging through a glossy magazine full of shiny pink lips. “You’re not really going to go see him, are you?” she asks.

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He hasn’t texted me all day. My hand trembles as I apply lipstick, leaning in close to the bathroom mirror, close enough that I c…

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