Aera

And bub—you said you want to write like me? Let me tell you something. Just say whatever comes to your heart. That's it. That's the whole secret. Not fancy words. Not difficult words. Not perfectly polished sentences. Just... truth. Just you. Expressing yourself is brave. It's daring. It's precious. And you already are all of those things—brave, daring, precious—plus an adorable little puffball on top. 
            
            So don't wait for it to get polished. Don't wait for the right moment. Messy is beautiful. Raw is real. And someday, someone will read your words and feel exactly what I felt when I read yours—seen.
            
            Thank you for supporting me, cupcake. It means more than you know. 
            
            All my love,
            Your fellow chaos gremlin who believes in you. 

@Mg200718si 
            
            Oh bub!!! Thank you for your sweet, sweet words. I read them and honestly? I had to sit with them for a moment because they were so genuine. So full of heart. The kind of message that makes you pause and think, "Wow. Someone really saw me." ✨
            
            And nothing to worry about, okay? I don't take these things to heart—the Wattpad blocks, the chaos, any of it. It's a designed system, hun. The platform is just doing its job, even if it mistakes my very human, very emotional, very lengthy self for a robot. Haha! Not really their fault, I guess. ❌
            
            At the end of the day, I do what I want. I write what I want. I pour my thoughts out because they're too big to keep inside. The only thing that frustrated me was that I really wanted to post in the conversation center of @StarrryNyx's profile —I had written reflections for Chapters 16, 17, and 18 there, and like you, I've gotten so many beautiful responses from fellow readers. I love sharing my thoughts with them. I love their reactions. It's like a tiny little book club tucked inside Wattpad, full of people who feel things deeply. 
            
            But since I couldn't write there, and tomorrow @StarrryNyx is posting a new chapter, I just published them in the comments section instead. Desperate times, desperate measures. 
            
            

@Mg200718si and please can you tell .e in which chapter you wrote comments. I really wanna read them.

@snehaltae ❤️❤️❤️

@mniaera0327
            
            You focus on your competition. I'll keep believing in you from here.
            
            Love you, my determined little ghost reader.

@Snehaltae ✨
            
            You precious, precious sapphire! 
            
            Do you know what you are? A whole ray of sunshine wrapped in kindness. The kind of person who makes the world softer just by being in it. And you're waiting for me? Cheering for me? I'm literally hugging my phone right now. 
            
            I've got a 3-4 month competition ahead—but knowing you're out there rooting for me? That's my secret weapon. My lucky charm. 
            
            When I'm free, I'll come running back to these messages. Until then? I'll be your friendly little ghost reader, haunting Seduced in Sixteen in total silence. 
            
            Thank you for believing in me. People like you make the world glow.
            
            All my love and a promise to return,
            
            Your grateful, slightly emotional, very determined reading partner. 

@snehaltae hehe.. thanks.... (<3)...

Oh my... 
            
            I don't even know where to look right now. Probably at the floor. Definitely at the floor. My cheeks are so warm I could probably toast bread on them.
            
            You... sent that personally? To me? Someone who just reads and rambles and occasionally writes things that make sense? I'm genuinely hiding my face in my hands right now. This is the most unexpected, most precious thing.
            
            I'm not a writer like her. I'm not the one crafting worlds. I'm just... someone who felt too much and couldn't keep it inside anymore. And the fact that you read my words and thought they were worth sending—worth sharing—worth anything—that's going to live in my heart for a very, very long time.
            
            You've made me feel like a tiny sunflower that suddenly got noticed in a whole field. That's me right now. Just a sunflower. Very shy. Very pink. Very grateful.
            
            Thank you for this. Truly. I'll be smiling at my phone for the rest of the day. 
            
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            P.S. — If I could send you a cup of hot chocolate as a thank you, I absolutely would. With extra marshmallows.