“What are you thinking?” I ask him, half-fearful. “I was thinking how different you look. You’re fucking gorgeous, Cat. The most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.” “Oh, come on—” I’m personally acquainted with several of the actual most gorgeous women at this school. “You are!” Dean says ferociously. “Cat, you came here a scared kid. And now look at you—I wouldn’t even recognize you. You’re dark. Devious. And absolutely fucking stunning.”
