He picked me up from a baseball game to go to our friends graduation party. I was wearing my ugly jeans, a huge hoodie, my hair looked terrible and I was soaked from standing outside at my brother's baseball game. I got in his car and pathetically said "woohoo." He was silent, so I looked over at him.
"You're beautiful," he said cracking a smile, "I love you."
And that's when I believed that he really thought so. The first person I have believed since Ethan. I don't know what happened within these past couple weeks, but I have never been happier.
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