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Carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man.
Anyone who called gray eyes chilly had never seen his. Right now, she couldn’t imagine ever being cold again.
They loved her. She knew that. But they’d taught her that family peace was more important than her feelings. And since then, she’d spent decades giving away pieces of herself, because she didn’t matter. Not as much as everyone else.
“I love you. I love you.” Through a thick throat, she forced out what they both needed to hear. “And I’m important, which means what I want is important, and so is my love. If you choose me over your career and the future you could have had without me, so be it. That’s your decision, and if that’s the only way I can have you, it’s what I want too.”
He’d essentially branded her words on his skin. And he’d done it that morning, before she’d appeared at his door, even though she’d left him so abruptly and with no good explanation. He’d done it with no expectation of her ever seeing it. He’d done it because he believed in her more than she’d ever believed in herself.
