Chapter 183 Hush, Rockstar Ch8

• They make it through the show like nothing’s broken — him under lights that worship him like a devil in silk, her in the wings, headset on, earpiece buzzing with a manager’s voice she doesn’t hear over the roar of her own pulse.
• He looks at her when he steps off the stage — sweat slick on his throat, grin sharp enough to cut the rest of her life in half.
• She tries to turn. To pretend she’s still the girl who fixes messes instead of begging to be one.