I believed in the universe with every part of my soul. It was just a shame I didn’t believe in myself to match. I rolled onto my side and pulled my knees up to my chest, and I felt that horrible little lurch in my heart. The one that could never imagine a man like Dr Hall feeling that amount of want for a girl like me. My freckles, and scars, and my imbalances. My wonky toes and my duck feet, and the way my thighs are too big against my skinny calves, and how my birthmarks make my tits look weird.
