The sullen boy sitting before me is not my husband, and the girl he is fretting over isn't me, will never be me.
Lauren DeStefanoI lost everyone I loved," I tell him. I wait for him to look at me, and then I add, "The day I met you.
Lauren DeStefanoThere are so many of us, so many girls. The world wants us for our wombs or our bodies, or it doesn't want us at all.
Lauren DeStefano