Life sucks ;)

She doesn't hate herself... she just doesn't know how to love herself either.

In a world where everyone seems confident, loud, and sure of who they are, she feels like a blur-someone people look past without noticing.

After going through things she never talks about, she starts to question everything-her worth, her voice, even her own reflection.

She craves something so simple, yet so rare-someone to look at her and say, "You're enough. You're pretty. You matter."

But what happens when the only validation she's searching for... slowly starts to break her even more?

She doesn't want grand gestures or perfect love.
She just wants someone who looks at her-really looks-and tells her she's pretty without her having to ask.