DARIAN“Her current gig is fine. She doesn't need anything more!”“Darian, you’re really starting to get under my skin,” he said, his voice turning cold. “Let Belinda make her own damn decisions about her life.”“She’s happy at Night. That was her dream anyway.”“Why don’t you just admit you’re terrified she’s going to slip through your fingers!”“I’m not even—” I started, but he cut me off.“You’re scrambling, man! You’re scared to death she’ll become famous and fly right out of the cage. You’re doing shit you would never normally do. Don’t make me come down there and slam your head into the nearest wall just to knock some sense into you.”Just as I was about to hang up on him, he yelled, “Fix my phone and my socials. Or I swear to God, someone’s getting hurt.”He was the one who slammed the phone down on me this time.My eyes drifted back to Belinda’s photo. She was smiling. She looked innocent. Luckily, I was the only one who could see the heat
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