Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire
Her brows furrowed faintly, almost like she was holding back emotion.
“You’re not a burden, Skylar. You’re a blessing.”
She blinked slowly, taking in my words.
“You’re like one of these stars,” I said, pointing upward. “You don’t really see how bright they are until everything else gets dark. That’s how you are. All the things you’re going through, the pain, the confusion… it’s not meant to break you. It’s meant to show how bright you can shine.”
Her lips parted slightly. She breathed, almost like she was still processing. Then I heard her whisper, as if to herself, “I’m a star.”