Chapter 79

Claire sat on the couch in silence for a while. A lot of thoughts had passed through her mind, but her face didn't show any of it—just calm, like nothing ever happened. It was just skin, after all. Nothing to feel bad about. She had chosen not to go through with the surgery; no one else to blame. And besides, he hadn't even actually seen it. Even if he had, it wasn't her who should feel ashamed. If anyone should've felt guilty, it should've been him. And if he'd seen it and still said what he did, well—she'd probably lose what little respect she had left for him anyway. She didn't do anything wrong. Even if she looked horrible, that's just how it was. She wasn't going to hate herself for it. Words had hurt her once. If it ever happens again, she wouldn't let it get to her like before. And if one day she did marry again, and the next guy threw those words at her too, then clearly her taste in men was trash. But if he didn't mind it, maybe she really would give it another try. As she was