Chapter 12Beth’s passing had a profound effect on Scarlet, more than she thought it would. She had never been particularly fond of the odd young woman, and detested her love of black, baggy clothing. Now though, it all seemed so trivial. Why had she picked so many fights with the girl? Why did such shallow things bother her?
She hated her tendency to be a perfectionist, even if that meant changing those around her to fit the image she thought they should have. She knew it was wrong, but it made her so happy to help improve other people, even if they didn’t like it at first. Roger had made a good point the night before though, one she couldn’t get off her mind.
“What if someone with the same perfectionist desire to help improve people saw you, and didn’t like what they saw? What if they i
