“But I know who is,” she continued, turning to the wings. “Isabella? They’re waiting for you.”
Lizzie smiled back, but it was her own smile. The crooked, real one. lizzie mcguire - um sonho popstar
Lizzie, who had spent her entire life as the girl next to the spotlight, felt a dangerous flutter in her chest. For once, her cartoon double wasn’t panicking. She was putting on sunglasses. “But I know who is,” she continued, turning to the wings
That night, as Gordo watched from the shadows of her hotel room, Lizzie practiced Isabella’s pout. “I’m helping Paolo,” she lied, adjusting a borrowed diamond choker. “It’s just for fun.” “But I know who is