Dianna laughed, and I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I hated the way they smiled at one another. I wondered if she thought of his perfectly flawless skin and dreamed of touching it. Would he let her if she asked? It was not like mine, marred and scarred from the battles fought throughout my lifetime. Sure, I might have been taller, and my muscle definition was more pronounced than his, but I would never be the flawless creature he was.
Jealousyyyyyyyyyy!
