"Why won't you let me help you?" I asked, breaking the silence.
She laughed, taking another drag of her cigarette.
"I never said you couldn't try, I just said it'd be a waste of your time."
on the surface, sabrina carpenter is everything she's supposed to be: polished, perfect, straight. but when a single look from billie eilish makes something shift, the cracks in her carefully crafted image start to show. billie, who has always known exactly who she is, recognizes that look instantly. she knows what it means. and she's curious. the air between them is warm at first - just a flicker, a glance, a harmless pull. but heat rises. and once it starts, it's impossible to ignore.