Every day I wonder when Loren Hale the boy turned into Loren Hale the man, and I wonder how I could’ve resisted him for so long. It’s not just about his jawline and cheekbones. It’s how he sees me. In one look. In one stare. Worthy. Beautiful. You’re far from trash, Lily Hale. His perception of me defeats all the ugly ones that exist. It reinforces what I believe about myself. Worthy. Beautiful. You’re far from trash, Lily Hale.
