I look into the face of Marco. I tear up as I run toward him. I hug him, and he hugs back. My mouth twitches and I lift my head. I see a mirror. But what I see isn't a reflection of me. Its of a perfect princess. Its not the person I am. That wasn't me in the mirror, it couldn't possibly be. I'm not poised or elegant like a princess. I'm not proper or respectful like a princess. But maybe that's who I need to be. Maybe that's what Mewni needs. They don't need reckless and disrespectful Star Butterfly. They need someone like my mom. I left go of Marco. I whisper in a hush voice full of tears "I'm sorry" his eyes follow me to the mirror. Then everything goes dark.All Rights Reserved