I was never the girl people noticed unless they were deciding whether to laugh.
By sixteen, I had learned three skills:
- Laughing half a second after everyone else.
- Ignoring pity.
- Acting like being alone was a choice.
Then Violet sat beside me in chemistry and ruined all that by being kind on purpose.
She was the kind of pretty that made people turn toward her. I was the kind of girl teachers skipped over.
I was never the girl people noticed.
But Violet never treated me like a project.
“You don’t see how special you are, Layla. Seriously. You make me laugh all the time.”
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