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The night I met Will Cash was the first time in my life I felt visible. I've always been pretty, and that blinds people. They don't want to look past your face. They just want to call you a slut.
Then I danced with Will. And something about him… I can't explain it. It was like he looked at me, and he got it. Like if he'd just hold me for one more minute, then everything would be okay.
Will was the first guy I ever wanted to sleep with. He was my everything. I gave him everything – including love.