You're not even my real mom (Travis's daughter)
Kaia didn't want to go on tour with the world's biggest pop star.
She didn't want to leave home, didn't want to smile politely for strangers, and definitely didn't want anyone trying to fix her grief.
But after losing her mom, everything felt like too much - and when Taylor Swift offered a distraction in the form of glitter, chaos, and a bunk on the Eras Tour, Kaia's dad said yes before she could protest. So she packed a suitcase full of sarcasm, sadness, and zero expectations.
What Kaia didn't expect was Taylor being... a mess. An overexcited, sleep-deprived, too-emotional, cat-obsessed mess who cried at stupid things and hugged like she meant it. Who didn't try to parent her. Who sometimes needed parenting herself. Who turned out to be kind of awkward, surprisingly hilarious, and really, really terrible at pretending not to care.
In the span of one strange, glitter-covered year, Kaia finds herself caught in a slow, reluctant orbit around someone she never meant to get close to. And Taylor - who just wanted to help - ends up unraveling in ways she didn't see coming. Together, they navigate grief, fame, stadiums, sleep deprivation, too much pizza, and the kind of love that has no name but still changes everything.
A bittersweet, laugh-out-loud, quietly devastating story about grief, glitter, and the families we find when we least expect it.
