Not a Beauty

"Even if Tanya isn’t a beauty, she has a bright head," grandma used to say when I was a child.

"Father’s genes," my mother added. "At least she won’t run to dates before she’s ready. She’ll finish university, build a career, and then she’ll find a husband. Even for unattractive girls, thank God, they get married."

By the time I was twenty-four, I realized my mother—who always knows better than I do—was wrong about something. I finished university with honors, got a job as a lawyer at a large holding company, and I know how to clean and cook. But I never found a husband. I mean, I found nobody at all. In my entire life I never went on a date, I never had a suitor or a boyfriend.

Everything changes in a single day, when I let my friend dress me up for going to a club. Not a beauty, so there’s nothing to lose.