Through Their Eyes
“You have such pretty lips,” he said.
I laughed. “You’re just sleep-deprived.”
But he meant it.
And deep down, I wanted to believe it. I just didn’t know how.
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Stolen Spotlight
I used to be invisible. Now they stare at me like I’m a prize. But no one sees the girl I used to be, the one who starved, cried, ran, rebuilt. My best friend doesn’t see her either. She only sees the girl who “won.”