"What you need," Kristy said, "what you deserve, is a guy who adores you for what you are. Who doesn't see you as a project, but a prize. You know?"
"I'm no prize," I said, shaking my head.
"Yes," she said, and she sounded so sure it startled me: like she could be so positive while hardly knowing me at all. "You are. What sucks is how you can't
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