She feels exhilarated as she follows the hostess to their table. Nobody looking at her would ever guess that she's damaged, that she's got issues. She's just a beautiful girl having dinner with a beautiful man in a beautiful restaurant, and there's a part of her that might actually cry about this. Tears of happiness, or relief, maybe. Not yet, though. She doesn't want to smudge her makeup.
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Date: 2017-05-12 09:27 pm (UTC)