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what I was seeing was real.

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n the car, in my bed. It was her. Clear. Sharp. Undeniable. There was

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d brokenness into beats

ched it a

The phone kept buzzing. Fans.

jis. But no message from her

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live by a woman I thought I'd finally trust. He stopped when he saw me-eyes glassy, jaw tight, phone st

No you'll be okay. Just damn. I stood. "That's all you've got?" He looked at me, calm

s coffee. "But I didn't hand my heart to someone I barely knew." I stepped forward. "And you think Sophie's

cting. Your heartbreak isn't my

ely reacted. Just stared at

." I laughed. Hollow. Bitter. "You think I don't k

going." "You will." "I said" "Marc," he snapped, eyes suddenly sharp. "We. Need. This." I went. Not becaus

rin too wide. "Welcome back, M². Big week, huh?" "Big enough," I said, sitting stiffly. He smirk

beside me. Like he already

Distraction. But... it's ev

deserve an answer." "But for clarity's sake-wa

ard." I turned to him, stunned. What are you doing? He met my eyes. Calm. Measured. Like we'd rehea

rolls with smartphones. Some screamed my name. Others screamed hers. "She's trash!"

ed to cross every day, dreaming of arenas, awards, respect. Now? It just felt like

I wished I c

music

was my brother-n

efor

n. Sophie: Marc, I need to talk. Alone. Urgent. That was unexpected

at I think." "There's more. Things you don't know." "Then say it." "Not over

Rosalie. I

o makeup. Just her eyes-dark with fear. "I'm only here because you said it was important," I said. "

ago. Before you ever met her. It was all cal

he record deal?" She nodded. "He never forgave you for winning i

evenge." "And you know this... how?" She hesitated. Swallowed hard. "

when I found out what he was planning... I didn't say anything." "Why?" "Because by then, I'd fallen for Maurice

than the first." My pulse slowed. "What kind of video?" "It's you. From a party. Five years ago. You were d

eye. "Your downfall." Marc returns to the studio, silent and shaken. He opens his laptop and finds an anonym

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over the keyboard.He

war. Or bu