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She was better off without you.
With her blemished skin, small lips, flat chest and buttocks, she couldn't be any more beautiful. Even if she couldn't see it. Even if the world couldn't see it. She was perfect.
But you promised it to her, right? You spoke of faux beauty you thought could offer. No one knows if you knew it, but everyone suspects you did. You knew you would ruin her in the end. You knew.
She used to stand in front of a mirror, staring at herself and praying to God for mercy. For a little shape. To look like the semblance of Ariana Grande--
No, that was too much for her to ask. Exactly what she didn't want was too much: just a little beauty would be enough for her to show her face more often in public.
And that was how you got her.
By promising her just the amount of beauty she wanted.
But everyone knows beauty is no one's to give.
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4.1 | Obsolete
Short Story|Wattpad featured| Obsolete follows the story of a girl who has painted an image of self hideousness in her mind. It follows the take of a girl who became her own villain. This is a story that tries to reach out to all those who look in the mirror a...
