Chapter Thirty Five
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Sometimes I felt like there was something terribly wrong with me, Not only sometimes, all the time.
Why couldn't I naturally be sexy like every other woman out there? Just be comfortable enough using my body to appeal to a man? It should have come so easy to me, but it did not. Every single time that a man stared at me, I just went nervous, stiff. And the same still happened with Damian, except this time around I felt very observed.
Something about the way that he looks at me makes me feel like he's seen something that I do not want him to see. Something that is very deep into my soul, like he can't even see my sadness and my miserable existence just shining through my body. It was absurd for me to think of such a thing, but that's
