My Singing Alpha
"Is that the best you can do, sweetheart? Pathetic."
Their tirade of insult continued. Their collective gaze bore into me, each comment feeling like a dagger to my self-esteem. Their words cut deep, leaving me feeling small and insignificant in their presence. It wasn't easy to hear their insults, especially since I didn't choose to dress this way. With my limited resources, expensive clothes weren't a priority while focusing on school. Despite the hurt, I tried to fight back, trying my best to show to them that I am not affected although deep inside, I was hurting.
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