The Girl Who Ran Alone

When I weighed 180 pounds, I fell for Ethan.

Sarah weighed 98 pounds.

His eyes lit up when he looked at her.

When he looked at me, there was only polite avoidance.

I started running, lifting weights, dieting.

When I hit 130, he said, “Not bad.”

When I hit 110, he said, “Sarah looks good even without losing weight.”

I didn’t stop.

A talent scout discovered me.

I signed with an agency.

Milan, Paris, New York.

I walked my way onto the supermodel rankings.

Sarah told Ethan she was the one who introduced me to that scout.