Kissed All the Boys | Frerard + COMPLETE ! |

➵ FOURTEEN

"What do you mean, different? Honey, you're perfect. Don't – "

"No, Mom, I'm different. Like..." Genevieve was struggling to find the right words. "Like..." Suddenly she remembered the bandages. She grabbed the hem of her shirt, bought in the men's department of Kohl's, of course, and pulled it up over her head, revealing her grandiose secret.

Donna remained silent for several seconds, showing no discernible reaction. Unfortunately, Gen took this as un-approval and began hyperventilating again. I knew this was a mistake. I knew this was a mistake. I knew this wa –

Donna took hold of Gen's shoulders and made her look at her face, then said calmly, "I am so proud of you."

Genevieve stared at her mother with disbelief. "What?"

"Oh, honey, you could've told me... I – I would've helped you. How long have you... how long have you been wearing that?"

"Just since yesterday," Gen answered, though her mind was still stuck in her moment of doubt.

"Okay. Wait, how long have you known?"

"How long have you known?" Gen retorted numbly.

Donna softly smiled and replied, "A while, baby. A while."