Eden Maillard never felt important. She grew up on the upper end of the poverty line in southside Chicago to two mundane parents who couldn't bother to keep her under their roof when she came out to them at 17. Now 19 years old, life has seemed under-saturated for as long as she could remember. When Cecilia Belfiore w...
It all began with a simple hey. "When I tell you I love you, I am not saying it out of habit, I am reminding you that you are my life."
!Unedited! "Your skirt is awfully short to be appropriate for school." I look down at my legs, hands smoothing out a wrinkle in my skirt. "I don't remember that we have a dress code. And we're not in highschool anymore, this is college." When I return my attention back to her, my breath hitches in my throat. "Pull it...