Red Hair Bow Official

Elara touched her hair. “This is yours?”

The girl nodded. “I made it for my sister. She was shy. Invisible, almost. I thought the bow would help her shine.” She opened the velvet box. Inside lay a second bow, identical to the one in Elara’s hair. “But it doesn’t give confidence. It borrows it. From the people around you. Every smile it wins you, every kind word—it siphons a little warmth from someone else. My sister wore it for a month. By the end, she was popular. And completely alone. No one actually knew her. She just… performed.” red hair bow

She kept walking.

The girl nodded. “It will hurt for a while. The quiet. But you’ll fill it with real things.” Elara touched her hair