The Fake Empire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 31 - 챕터 35

Raeleigh CampbellPOVThe roar of the crowd hit me first.The wild, unbridled screams of thousands of fans who love me and my music. It’s the kind of roar that reminds me why I still do this, even when there are stalkers out there trying to take this away from me.My team nearly cancelled this show, they didn’t think my security was tight enough to protect both me and my fans. Quinton Sayers my security has been with me four years, I normally call him Quin, standing beside me even while I stood just off stage.My heart pounding beneath the shimmer of my costume. The lights painting streaks of pink, blue and purple on the stage. I could feel the excitement from the crowd even though I wasn’t onstage yet.I was someone little girls looked up to, women find solace in my songs. I write about my life most of the time. I learnt the hard way that writing about your personal life made you the love struck girl who wrote about falling in love too much, the sad girl who wrote too many break up s

Raeleigh CampbellPOVThe stadium lights were blinding. Even more blinding than the stage was... The countdown to my entrance echoed in my ear, but I wasn’t paying attention to it. It was half time and all I could see and think about was the look in his eyes.There was cameras all around me. And I didn’t care, all I wanted was to see and speak to Craig.No Aiden Wilder.Craig was Aiden Wilder. His family owned almost all of America and I was worried the lights would be too bright for him, he’s had the lights on him all of his childhood.For almost seventeen years of conversations, secrets we’ve never shared with anyone but each other, sixteen years all crashing into one impossible truth. We’ve met in person. I told Craig about how I nearly murdered him multiple times.Craig is Aiden.The guy I used to hate because I thought he stole the candy I loved, the one who’s car I crashed into. It’s all coming back to me.My heart still hasn’t recovered from the moment we shared in the tunnel.

Raeleigh CampbellPOVThe restaurant was dimly lit dark wood, soft golden lighting, and soft jazz music played in the background. It was private and intimate. It was the kind of place where people whispered instead of talked.Aiden Wilder had rented out the entire upstairs for us. We needed private. I could already imagine what would happen if the media found out about us meeting.I stood just inside the doorway, fingers tight around the strap of my bag. My guards were outside, along with his security. It was just us in here.For sixteen years, I imagined what it would feel like to see him. I couldn’t believe that none of the versions in my head were even came close to this.Aiden stood when he saw me. He didn’t make a move to come closer, he just stood there, staring at me.It was the same eyes. The same beautiful eyes that stared at me while I sang on the runway after bumping into his car.The last time I saw those eyes in person, I thought he’d stolen my candy, I was really upset t