A Few Hundred Poppies
I feebly began, "It's just a little skin—"
She cut me off with a sigh, shuffling inside and sitting on the foyer, taking off her shoes. "I'm just looking out for you, Aditi. I don't want anyone to be attracted to you because of your looks. They'll never appreciate the person you are."
"You know what, Ma, fine. I'll just make sure that no guy likes me ever, but somehow they'll all magically line up to marry me when I'm 24, because that's when y'all get impatient to marry off your daughters," I hissed, starting to march up the stairs.
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