She just sits there, in front of her laptop. The light on the top of the screen was blue.
The camera was on,
so she starts to speak.
"For once...in my life...
I see...I see I'm not..." she lets go of a breath she didn't know she held.
"I'm not exactly what I thought I was...I mean, how I was.
I'm not a...a saint.
I'm not as great...at everything that-as I thought I was good at...
I'm..." She can't hold her breath. She keeps spacing out.
"I'm not who you think I am. I'm messed up.
I'm not that perfect dream girl...
and I know this.
I've lied. And I mean all my life, I've been a liar...
and I'm sorry..."
And the camera is turned off.