The Lycan Prince’s Silent Bride
she said lightly, her smirk curving wider, “aren’t you a cute, chubby little thing? You look prettier without the heavy make up”
Cute. Chubby. I nearly choked on the words.
Of all the insults.. or was it supposed to be a compliment? That she could have chosen, that’s what she went with? Cute and chubby.
Not mysterious.. Not lovely.. Not even fragile.. Cute? Chubby?
I forced myself not to recoil from her touch, though my skin itched to move away. My lips parted, but no sound came. Of course it didn’t. Even if I wanted to respond, my silence would only make me look more pathetic.