“I was naked under his gaze. Skin was just that: skin. But to see your soul stripped, laid bare for the eyes… — Whitney Barbetti Copy Share Image
“I'm not talking about the scars that separate your skin, Parker. I'm not blind, I can see those. I'm talking about the… — Whitney Barbetti Copy Share Image
“Words could bite. When I spoke to strangers, I wanted my words to have fangs.” — Whitney Barbetti Copy Share Image
