He was gawking. Why was he gawking?! Something was wrong. I was too
dressy. Not dressy enough. Oh, God. What was I thinking?
The rational part of my brain kicked in. He was wearing a suit. I was fine.
If I was fine, why wasn’t he saying anything? Oh, my goodness. I
should’ve just said no when he’d asked me, and saved myself all this
embarrassment. This was a mistake. A torrential mistake. Who was I, to think of
myself as pretty? I was the ugly girl. Ugly and unpopular and cynical and every
other thing that people hate about themselves. That was me, all wrapped up into
one.
More hateful thoughts spun around in my brain, but they all stopped as
soon as Aaron found his voice. “You look…beautiful.”
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