Betsy wasn’t great at making friends, if she was being completely honest. She was a little shy, a little standoffish—the way she spoke and the way she carried herself made her seem like she was a lot more snooty than she actually was and she hated being perceived that way. She just wasn’t sure how to change it. She was sitting on the counter in the kitchen on her own, contemplating it, when Lorna walked in, and her head snapped up. “Do you think I’m unlikable?”
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