Her smile faded when he took off his shirt, revealing his torso. The blonde felt something drop in her stomach at the sight of his perfect body, hardly bothered by his scars that were, granted, shocking. Without a word she stepped forward, closer to him, to inspect to scars. She felt no disgust, no fear, nothing. Alexandria stopped right in front of him and reached out to touch the skin of his torso while listening to his story. So that was his father. Not only was his mother completely insane, his father seemed have a problem too. Alex recalled at the hospital how a nurse had told her there were no contact details on Keith's father. That explained where he was now and she was glad he was gone.<br/><br/>Alexandria looked up to Keith. "Look at me. I'm seeing everything now, and do I look like I care about these scars? They don't matter. You are perfect, with or without them. Why can't you see that?" She pulled him in front of her large mirror. "Look at yourself. You've gone through so much and here you are, standing tall and proud. Accept the scars. Come face to face with them and don't hide them. If you feel insecure, others will think you're insecure. If you don't, they will not give a shit. They'll respect you." She traced the inside of his arm, admiring him through the mirror.<br/><br/>"You could get any girl, Keith." She spoke quietly. "All you have to do is ask. Trust me, I know this." Alexandria then stepped back and smiled to him.