TWO HEART ONE STAGE

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me on Rue de la Villette-eyes cold, hands buried in his jacket, lips shut tight like they'd forgotten how

arsals, holding a warm bag of croissants meant for him. My fingers trembled,

believe in forever and forgot to mention that your worst enemy had touched me f

always talk about real love. Go find it where the pain lives. Where music isn't

ry and a barber shop. I walked in expecting graffiti, bad sound

ing, every lyric a confession shouted into the universe. And when he saw me standing

red. Korex had been a blurry chapter in a reckless summer. One night. One mistake. What I didn'

And if she was reaching out now, it meant Korex was whispering again. I got home and threw the phone on the c

nothing. The woman who didn't flinch. Who walked into meetings with no makeup and left with co

e-but he didn't need to. France knew. The fans knew. My inbox filled with judgment

. Shoulders sagging like he hadn't slept in days. I opened the door. "Hi." He didn't answer. Just stepped i

ed. Bitter. Hollow. "Of course. Let the poison spread." I moved closer. "It was before you. I didn't even know who you wer

ked away. "Now it's killing me anyway." I reached for his hand. He didn't take it. "I'm still on yo

This time, I didn't recognize the girl looking back. She looked guilty. Ashamed. Wrecked. Two hour

"I'm not interested." "You sure? Because I've got more than one video. And not all of them are gr

eople. Just like you're doing now. Again." I hung up. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. I called Sop

g in the back of a cab. Him singing off-key just to make me laugh. He used to look at me like I was music.

"What's out?" She sent the link. I clicked.

footage. Laughte

he background. My

gs. TikTok clips with dramatic music overlaid. My inbox exploded. My bran

I'd hear. Rage. Disappointment. Silence. And worse-goodbye. This wasn't just a scandal anymore. T

er for Ch

sage. Unknown number. "You think that's all I have? You haven't seen the

Isn't about her.

t could blow eve