Chapter 1
Alexandra’s pov
“f**k this s**t, today i make it different,” I muttered to myself as I rolled out of bed before the sun even thought about climbing high.
My heart pounded hard in my chest while I stood there naked in front of the cracked mirror in my dorm room.
Nineteen years old and still carrying all that high school crap where everyone called me ugly, laughed at my soft t**s and round hips like I was some joke. No more.
I grabbed the compression binder I bought online and wrapped it tight around my chest. My hands brushed over my full breasts first, squeezing them down flat.
The pressure felt weird, almost good in a twisted way, my n*****s hardening against the rough fabric as I pulled it snug.
Stay down you bitches, I whispered, yanking harder until they ached a l
