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“And I’m going to hear it again.” He lifts my hips, changes the angle. His cock hits that impossible depth and I arch, screaming, and Marcus clamps his hand over my mouth. “Quiet,” Marcus warns. “Nate’s upstairs.”

I pushed myself up from the ground, slowly, inch by inch. I dusted myself off and straightened my ruined dress. I didn't cry. Instead, I laughed. As everyone stared in shock, I lifted my head. My laughter echoed across the plaza, drowning out the hypocritical hymns from inside. "Clark Drake!" I yelled for all to hear. "Your biggest mistake wasn't betraying me. It's that you have no idea what—or who—you've just thrown away!" The moment the words left my lips— BOOM! With a deafening roar, the grand doors of the Temple were blown inward off their hinges!

Marcus said, "I want to thank my daughter, Scarlett. She is the face of this company. She is the angel that brought us all together." I looked at Roman. He was standing by the electrical closet near the back. He held up a small black box. He clicked a button. Nine-fifty-nine. "To the Reeds!" Marcus yelled, raising his glass. "To the end," I whispered. Then, the world went black. The music died. The giant chandeliers stopped glowing. The room was so dark I couldn't even see my own hands. People started screaming and gasping. "Security! Get the backup lights!" Marcus shouted from the stage.

The crowd quieted and Kaceyton began singing in a deep, gravelly voice DMX would have been proud of. You wanna crawl in my cave I take you on You can scuffle in my tunnel And I’ll send you home Was it me or were these lyrics somewhat suggestive? You wanna stick it in my face I’ll break it off One left, one right I bust you in half ‘Cause my fists so fast they go The trolls responded: BADA BOOM BOOM And my hips so fast they go Again the trolls joined in: ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM When shit is getting heavy Like it weighs a ton

So she just buries her face in his chest and focused all her mind on the lyrics. “Hush little baby don’t be scared, mama’s here to through the night.” The thin sweat fades, and Scar’s breath finally calms.

I smiled before standing from my seat and join her. “You still have a chance, Mr. husband.” She whispers in my ears before pecking my cheek and left at her previous seat not waiting for my answer, she knows already I wouldn’t back out. I signed as closed my eyes trying to concentrate to found any song in so much noise of the crowd. I smiled as I found one, I opened my eyes to meet chocolate orbs and try my best to sing. “Heartbeats fast Colors and promises How to be brave? How can I love when I’m afraid to fall?

Two males who stand to shake hands and slap the boys shoulders. After the introductions, I’m pushed into the second room. I’m used to it, sort of, but my hands still shake as I wrap them around the microphone. Calum gives me a thumbs up. Lucas helps Mace waves. Sam does nothing but watch me. I feel like he’s the one I need to impress more. Him and Scott. I know the lyrics to the song because they came from a deep place inside me but I still pluck out my phone from the purse to read them.

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For a while, it really felt like the outside world didn’t exist. The sky shifted as the sun slid lower, casting a golden glow over everything. I stared out at the water, feeling the wind tug at my hair, and before I knew it, the words slipped out. “I’m scared,” I said softly. Marco’s fork paused mid-air. His eyes found mine fast, guarded. “I’m scared of all of it,” I kept going. “But more than the war, more than the mess out there, I’m scared of losing you.” He set his fork down slowly, brows pulling together. “You’re not losing me.”

Milka swung her legs on the chair next to my girl, her little head bobbing along to the beat. The lyrics fell from my lips, and my gaze stayed pinned on hers. Her eyes widened and filled, and she lifted her hand to her mouth. You’re not broken, baby, you ain’t shattered, Maybe a little cracked, but darlin’, I can fix you if you let me. Let me soothe the sting, let me kiss your scars, Let me wipe your tears and dry your cheeks, I’ll hold you tight and love you deep. I smile as I sing, strumming on the guitar.