but he hadn’t changed the way she saw herself, hadn’t suddenly silenced the voices in her head she'd lived with for years. She was working hard to do that on her own, and it was hard work. The assumption that she’d been somehow cured of her negative thoughts overnight, simply by dint of Khash’s presence rankled. What does that make you? The fat girl lucky enough to be with him? "After all, everyone knows the only path to body acceptance is to find a dick to ride, right?"
