“T, you’re so beautiful. Please don’t doubt yourself,” Dani says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Dani’s right. You’re one of the most beautiful people I know. Inside and out,” Issa says.
“We all have insecurities, T. Even me,” Summer says, looking down at her lap. Then, Summer perks up and takes her phone out. “What does this asswipe even look like? What’s his name?”
“Lucas Benitez. But his name on f*******: is Luke Benitez.”
She quickly types on her phone. “Ha. Found him! Look we have you as our mutual friend,” she says, pleased. Then, she passes her phone around. “The asswipe has a face, Thea.”
“He’s gorgeous,” Dani remarks as she passes it to Issa.
“I know,” I say, avoiding their eyes as I wring my hands in agitation. Because here comes the sad part. Here comes the part
