To Be Beautiful

A small smile was etched upon Tatum's face as she glanced at me.

To be honest, this was probably the first time in years that we'd managed to agree on anything.

"As the French say, Ónt seu tré le étrébelle ~" I quipped cheerfully.

Puzzled at the foreign language teetering past my lips, Edward Scissorhands merely blinked.

"Or in other words. . ." My cousin began, ever the eager one to explain.

Our eyes met just as the both of us let slip one unintentionally unified translation.

"One must suffer to be beautiful."

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