Novel & Cerita To Be The Beautiful You

"Wow, that's amazing! I can tell you're a talented person. You must make a lot of money from writing, right?" Every man liked being admired, especially by beautiful women. Being straightforward by nature, I responded honestly, "It's alright. I've earned a few million, enough to retire on. I've put down the pen now." Her eyes widened in shock at my words. She blurted out, "Let's exchange numbers, sir! That way, you can ask me if you have any questions about the supplements." I was momentarily at a loss as this was the first time a beautiful woman had ever asked for my number.

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently. Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks. A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?" Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

Cara added with a shrug. “Aww, you girls are the best. Seeing you has really brightened my day!” I told them all with a smile, as I felt my phone buzzing in my bag. I quickly pulled it out to see who might be messaging. --------------------------- Hey beautiful, Hope you are having a fun night with your friends. Have a drink for me. I can't wait to make you mine tomorrow. Just know everything will be perfect. Looking forward to seeing you in that dress. Know you will look like a goddess.

Sophia had no words to comfort Amaya and just held her tighter in the embrace. Amaya slowly disengaged from the hug and walked into the bathroom to wash her face. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and smiled sadly at the frail figure in front of her. She had noticably lost weight in the last few hours, her eyes were sunk in, her face pale, and she looked like a pretty ghost. Very fragile and pale. "You've got this Amaya. You're strong, he can't break you". she mentally encouraged herself. Letting out a smile, she arranged the red lingerie she wore, the one lady Esme had thrown at her earlier and walked out of the bathroom.

I made my way to the living room and took a seat beside mum. She smiled at me and gave me a hug when I came in. “How's my beautiful daughter doing? How did your day go?” She asked. I grimaced. I get that they always made extra sure to tell me how beautiful I was and all that, so I wouldn't feel bad about how I looked. But I wished they realized they only made me see myself less and less in the light they were trying to paint to me. I just didn't see what they saw. Beautiful? Yeah, right.

“Do you have any fucking idea what you do to me? How beautiful I find you? How much I've missed you? How much you would moan and whimper with just the smallest touch of me on your skin. How your eyes always lit up whenever you saw me. How you'd blush whenever I stared at you for too long in one of your pretty dresses. “You're beautiful in your own way, baby. You don't need to look like the models you see on your I*******m explore page and wished so damn much you had their face. You don't need to be insecure over society's standards of beauty. You don't need a tiny waist, a thigh gap, a flat stomach, or slim thighs. You're perfect as you are, and I wouldn't have you any other way.

Oh my gosh "You're smart and you're beautiful,you were beautiful when you wore turtlenecks and skirts, when you wore blazers and vests, even now that you wear jeans and crop tops,you look stunning,how easy you blush and how you're blushing as I'm saying this to you,i love it and i love you,Alexis.this wasn't how i planned to confess my feelings,but Jasmine isn't here with my gift so" he chuckled sheepishly "You mean this one?" I bought out the necklace

"You're beautiful, You're beautiful, You're beautiful, its true." The way you do your craziness, the way you laugh at me, the way you insist your own perception to me. And I hate seeing you cry because of me, and mostly, because of the true color of reality.I just notice to myself that you are the reason why am I going crazy and I got smile on my lips.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Riyona, a beautiful woman with various charms that can make everyone stunned. Even the flowers bloomed in shame because of my beauty. Ah, I'm so beautiful, so beautiful. Hoho, you think I'm so confident? Of course! Life is to be confident! If you don't love yourself, then who else?

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