Edward’s smile disappeared. Then I told him, “I hate hearing it from him. I don’t like hearing it from you either.”
At the time, I took my cake and walked away. I had almost forgotten the conversation. Edward hadn’t.
“That stayed with me,” he said.
Max looked impatient. “What exactly is the point?”
Edward folded the trousers over one arm. “The point is Veronica never told me what I should weigh. She never told me I would be more valuable if my body changed. She just made me realize I had started speaking to myself the same way someone else was speaking to her.”
People were listening now. Edward continued. “I stopped postponing my life until I looked acceptable. Later, I changed some habits, and my body changed too.”
Max smirked. “So Veronica inspired you to get in shape. Great.”
“No.” Edward answered immediately. “That is exactly what you still don’t understand.”
