Miss. Perfect
“My aunt replies, and I don't realize I'm crying, until a drop of tears lands on my hand.
I take a few steps away from the room in hurt and rush up to my bedroom.
“Eliza, what is it? A few minutes ago, you were okay. And now? “Athena questions as I set the tray in my hands on the study table, and I begin to weep.
“I'm ugly, aren't I? “I question, and Athena picks up a shocked expression.
“What? Where's that coming from? You know you're beautiful. You're one of the prettiest people I know. “She replies, and I shake my head in disagreement.
“You're just saying that! “I cry, and she takes my shoulders.
“Eliza, stop it! Don't talk like that! You sound ungrateful. You're a model. Do you know what
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