Billie's POV
Some days, the weight of everything doesn't hit me all at once.
Some days, it fades into the background, like the soft hum of a song you barely notice until it stops.
Today was one of those days.
The sun spilled through the windows, warm and gentle, casting golden light across the living room where Skylar and Mackenzie were sprawled out with crayons and paper.
Their little fingers moved fast, creating a mess of color and squiggly lines that looked like a tornado had gone through an art store.
I sat on the couch, sipping tea and watching them with a quiet kind of awe. They were so small. So fierce. So full of life.
Mackenzie looked up suddenly and grinned, holding out a crayon. "Bee, draw a dinosaur!"
I laughed and took the crayon, doing my best to make a shape that even remotely resembled one of the prehistoric beasts they loved so much.
Skylar clapped. "Good job!"
And in that moment, all the fear, all the doubt, all the uncertainty melted away.
Because this this little chaos, this noise, these tiny hands reaching for me that's what I want.
Not the cameras. Not the fame.
Just them.
And whatever it takes, I'm ready to fight for it.
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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...
