Billie's POV
The morning sun was creeping through the blinds, but I was wide awake, staring at the ceiling like a question I didn't want to answer was bouncing around inside my skull.
What have I gotten myself into?
Two weeks.
That's what I told myself at the start. Just two weeks, a stupid publicity stunt, a temporary thing.
But that was before Mackenzie fell asleep on me. Before I saw Skylar flinch when I tried to touch her hair.
Before I caught myself smiling at their ridiculous little jokes and messy drawings taped to my fridge.
Before my world started to feel a little less empty.
I got up and padded into the kitchen. The house was quiet except for the soft breathing of two little girls still asleep.
For a moment, I let myself imagine what it would be like if they stayed longer not just for two weeks, but forever.
It scared the hell out of me.
I'm not built for this. Not really. I don't have a clue how to be a mom or a guardian or whatever this is supposed to be. I'm good at music.
At hiding behind my hoodie and my voice. At pretending nothing hurts.
But these girls? They see everything.
They make me want to be better. And that's terrifying.
The phone buzzed on the counter. A text from Kelly: "How's it going? Remember, PR pics next week."
I stared at the screen. PR pics. Smiling for the camera. Playing the part.
But what if I didn't want to fake it anymore?
What if this whatever it was,was real?
I shook my head and shoved the phone into my pocket.
One day at a time.
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Unexpected Family
AdventureBillie Eilish doesn't do kids. She doesn't like them, doesn't understand them, and definitely never wanted any of her own. But when her management team sets up a temporary foster care publicity stunt two toddlers, a camera crew, and a whole lot of c...
