just a day after our flight, I was standing on the shore, windswept, in an off-the-shoulder swimsuit, with salty spray on my cheeks — and I felt beautiful.
I had always known I didn’t fit the usual standards — but he was next to me. His arms embraced me not out of pity, but with pride. And I didn’t need anything else.
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