Angelina
We drove in silence. I didn't bother to turn on the radio this time. I sat there, my hair wet, water dripping from them and falling on my shoulder. Danzel had pulled out another black shirt and pants from his trunk. It seems he always had extra clothes in his car. I could sense him stealing glances at me every while but I didn't turn my head. I kept looking outside the window, staring at nothing. My mind was still not able to digest the things that just happened. He had seen me. My disgusting past. But still, my mind couldn't comprehend that his eyes showed no kind of pitiful expression as I had excepted.
You have the most beautiful body I have ever seen, love...
How could someone find me beautiful? How could Danzel find me beautiful?? He must have been with tons of sexy women and still doesn't cringe by my scars!
