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He thinks you’re pretty.” Genevieve yawned. “Guys always think you’re pretty.””Well people think you look like me,” I responded.”They’re only being nice.” Her voice was hurt as she curled closer to me.”They aren’t being nice. You’re beautiful, smart, and you know who you are. You’re never afraid of saying what you believe in. I never want you to forget that, Genevieve,” I spoke tenderly as I watched her eyes start to sag. “I love you, Genevieve.
