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"Please, stop pushing. I can't take this anymore." The concert venue is packed tight. A man behind me keeps pressing into my backside. I'm wearing a mini skirt today with a thong underneath, and it only makes the situation worse. He lifts my skirt and presses himself against my hips. As the atmosphere heats up, someone in front of me slams into me, and I stumble back a step. My body stiffens as I feel like something just slid inside me.

During the summer vacation, I go overseas with my boyfriend, Cornell Glover, to attend his favorite music festival that is called the Tuchella Music Festival. When we are lining up to go into the venue under the sweltering heat of 86F, I go to the vendors nearby to buy him some iced bottled water. But by the time I get back, Cornell is gone. To make things worse, my digital ticket shows that it has already been checked in. Anxious, I call him and ask, "Have you gone in? Why does my ticket show that I've checked in?" Cornell replies, "Oh. I ran into Ellie Valdez, the intern from our department, just now. She was crying at the entrance because she couldn't get a ticket, so I gave yours to her." "Are you crazy? I was the one who got us those VIP front-row seats!" I exclaim. "Come on. It's not like you're interested in rock music. You'd just be scrolling on your phone after you get in. Ellie is a diehard fan. Don't you think you should let someone who appreciates the music have this instead?" Cornell says nonchalantly. I am so shocked that I don't know what to say. After a few seconds, I say in disbelief, "So you left me out here, all alone, for an intern's sake?" Cornell sounds dismissive as he says, "You can hear the music from outside anyway. Just find somewhere to sit and wait until the music festival ends. Don't be so selfish." I listen to the long, monotonous beep after he hangs up on me for a moment before calling my lead singer brother right away.

On the night of the biggest music competition of his life, talented songwriter Ethan Blake is accused of stealing songs that he wrote himself. The real thief is his half-brother, Jason Carter, the golden child their father loves more than anyone. For years, Jason secretly stole Ethan's music sheets, lyrics, and melodies, claiming them as his own. Whenever Ethan tried to tell the truth, no one believed him. They called him jealous, bitter, and a liar. Humiliated in front of the whole country, Ethan dies in a tragic car accident. But fate gives him a second chance. He wakes up three years in the past, before everything began. This time, Ethan will never let Jason steal another note. He hides every song, gathers evidence, builds his own career in secret, and returns to the biggest stage stronger than ever. Now the audience that once mocked him will cheer for him... And the family that abandoned him will beg for forgiveness. But some betrayals can never be forgiven.

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