I had never cared about my looks, or lack thereof, before. So why did Lucien get to me? Maybe it wasn’t what he’d said, but how he’d said it. And that the others had heard him. I felt devalued and small. And worried. What if they left me here to fend for myself? A few minutes ago I hadn’t even been planning on going with them, and now I was worried about being left behind. If I caused conflict between them, they would surely decide I wasn’t worth the effort.
