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Grace shoved me hard. I stumbled backward and slammed into the coffee table. Glass shattered everywhere. Ethan stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Grace, his gaze as cold as ice when he looked at me. "You're still lying? Grace said her father is fine. You're just trying to run away." "Ethan!" I stared at him in disbelief. "We're fated mates, and you still won't even believe me?" "Mates?" Grace scoffed. "A Rogue doesn't deserve to be Ethan's mate. Today I'm going to teach this fraud a lesson she won't forget!"

He closed his eyes. This wasn’t another energetic concert anthem. It wasn’t designed for stadium crowds. It was honest. Every lyric reflected the months that had changed his life. Fear. Hope. Second chances. The people waiting at home. By the final chorus his voice carried an emotion that surprised even him. The last note faded. Silence filled the studio. Nobody spoke. Finally the producer pressed the playback button. The room listened together. When the song ended, one guitarist quietly wiped at his eyes. The producer looked toward Cassian. “People aren’t just going to hear this.”

"Mel, I miss you. I'm so sorry. I was wrong. It's all my fault for trusting a snake like Ellie. That's why the company ended up like this. Mel, I really, really miss you. Stop being angry and come back to me, okay?" My voice remained entirely indifferent. "Come back? Robert, we're divorced. We're strangers now." The line went quiet for a moment before he spoke again, his voice cracking with emotion. "But didn't we agree it was just a fake divorce?" I nearly laughed out loud at the absurdity. "Who agreed to a fake divorce? Don't forget. The papers are signed and filed. You're the one who made me sign them." Robert evidently never expected to be struck down by the very boomerang he had thrown.

“Oli…via” I muttered once more as I made my way out of the café that night. It has been a long and exhausting shift- from Olivia to my fellow workers and then to my boss. Who wouldn't get tired? I'm a human, and I've been doing a lot of brain work alongside my job. “Goodness!” I heard myself saying after replaying the events of the day in a second.

You are allowed to be messy but soft and stubborn but tender. You are allowed to want to be held. You are not too much. You are not broken beyond repair. You are not invisible. You are human. And that is a miracle all on its own. So take one deep breath. Let the armor slide off, just for a little while. Let the weight fall. Let someone in. Let love reach the parts of you that were never told it was safe to hope. Because this world needs people like you— not polished, not perfect— but real.

And I am scared, scared of the truth, scared of the real, scared of it all, scared of me, scared of what I know, scared of what I feel, scared of what I know and feel. And Lucas stays, Lucas stays, and I drive, and I drive, and I drive, and I go, and I go, and I go, and Lucas stays. And it is real, and it is real. It is real.

But it's real to me, and it holds me back. I open the doors to the Concord d' Heights studio, and my heart sinks. I want to dance with grace as they have just done for me. They flew like doves on that stage. The human embodiment of dancing scarves. Butterflies fluttering around to a mesmerizing tune. I use to bring that strength to an audience. Never again. Aiden follows behind me and says, "Give me a minute." I don't look at Aiden. He is too kind to be a real human. Real human kindness doesn't exist. I would know I've been friends with Brittany for years until recently, that is.

I feel like we're the only people in the room. Like nothing else matters, just her and me and this brilliant song. I commend whoever made this fucking brilliant song. "And there's no stopping us right now, and there's no stopping us right now, and there's no stopping us right now, I feel so close to you right now."

The things that appeared the most in the topic were pictures of the two looking at each other on the stage. In fact, lyrics to the song ‘The Truth is Real’ were added to the pictures. “We used to share all our hidden love and secrets in packed halls. Even if thousands of people are cheering for me, I couldn’t care less.” When Jay Corben saw the lyrics, he searched for the song ‘The Truth is Real’ on his phone’s music application. He then plugged his earphones in and started listening to the song earnestly.

“I used to be so tough Never really gave enough And then you caught my eye Giving me the feeling of a lightning strike. Look at me now, I’m falling I can’t even talk, still stuttering This ground I’m on keep shaking Oh oh oh now! All I wanna be, yeah, all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you All I wanna be, yeah, all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you! Everybody’s tryna be a billionaire But every time I look at you, I’m just don’t care