TWO HEART ONE STAGE

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It was our temple. Our war zone. Our sanctuary. We carved our dreams into tha

not for an apology, not even a fight-but for a sign that somewhere beneath

ey used to. They carried shadows now. The kind you only get when trust is bleedin

sked finally. "Because I couldn't say it out loud." He looked down, hands in his pockets like he wanted to bury them deep en

al? You painted me jealous. Weak. You made me the reason we're falling apart." "Because you are." I didn't mean for it to com

ng everything we built burn to the ground?" "No. But you struck the

rted to rot. We drove together like two strangers in a borrowed car, pretending to still be br

behind my back?" I sighed. "Marc..." He glanced at me,

I'm asking you to stop pushing e

tudio was sterile. A fake plant sat in the corner, collecting dust like

Marc and Maurice Blanchet-M² in the bui

smile. "Honored to be here." We went through the motions. Album talk. Childhood

omething about an ex? What's going on with M²?" Marc stiffened.

h to it? Fans are saying something hap

rc, don't," I warned. But he was done listening. "The truth is, the people closest to

okay. Well, that's one way to clear thin

t it out. "What was that?!" He shrugged. "Truth."

r doubts, your control, your paranoia. Y

oth jerked forward. He turn

ause you only listen when it's too late." We sat there, b

o come. Now." Her apartment in Montreuil was a mess. Sh

was a video. Rosalie. In a dim room. Laughing. Leaning cl

ck. Sophie touched my arm. "It could be fake. He's

n't." I stepped into t

Not like this. But just as I put my pho

x Ob

rother, make sure your girl

asn't sure he was bluffing. I went back inside, Sophie w

e you known h

ed.I nodded slowly. The

orex was pulling every string he could reach. I texted

dy announced it. Sold out. You cancel now

ust about bro

ic one. And the worl

in. Unknown number. I answered. A deep voice, unfamiliar. "If

ked, I didn't answer Beca

r someone e

rd the fire, and I might be the only one who