She is a daughter..❤️ She cries quietly at night, holding her pillow like it's the only thing that understands her pain. The room feels heavy and her chest feels tight, but no one hears her breaking. In the morning, she washes her face, puts on a smile, and pretends she's fine. She laughs when others laugh, even when she feels empty inside. All she really wants is for someone to notice and ask if she's truly okay...❤️