Our Baby Twins
I stared at the osso buco, trying to hold back the tears in the corners of my eyes.
I remembered my childhood, when I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, hearing Camille's voice calling me "the ugly ogre."
I always thought it would stop when I grew up.
But now, here I was, the wife of Alvaro Bernardi, a man who was perfect in every way. I still felt like the ugly little girl no one wanted.
I extinguished the candles on the table with one blow, watching the tiny flames die one by one.
Maybe, I thought, I should stop hoping he'd see me. But even so, I couldn't stop my heart from pounding whenever he was near me.
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