Chapter 11

When I heard the name I was trying to avoid hearing, it was as if cold water poured down on me. I already know who the woman is, but I try to convince myself that it isn't her... or that it isn't Randall she was with earlier. How would I battle for the woman he first fell in love with and met? "A-Ah," was all I could say. It was as if something had become lodged in my throat and had dried up. The woman's eyes were innocent as she looked at me. She smiled at me as if nothing had happened. I wanted to look at myself in the mirror because of the way she looked at me. Although I am stunning, I can't help but compare her black eyes to my emerald eyes. Her proper chest size on my somewhat shaped chest. Ignoring the fact that Randall always tells me I'm beautiful, I'm curious what he's saying to the Barbie doll in front of me right now. Mommy Amelia continued, "And Charlotte, this is Winter," because we were both quiet. The woman extended her hand for a handshake. I just stood there sta