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“Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you have all been waiting for,” the announcer called out into the stadium. “Chloe Avana.”
The crowd erupted with deafening applause.
From backstage, Trihn watched as Chloe rose from an underground platform onto the stage. It was insane to think that, just last night, she’d had front-row seats to this show with her best friends, and now, she was watching it live with her boyfriend, who would be performing the final number with Chloe.
Her life had flipped upside down in the span of one day.
Damon laced their fingers together and rubbed his thumb up and down her hand. “Breathe,” he told her.
She turned away from Chloe’s show and stared at him, taking in his chiseled strong jawline, sharp cheekbones, long dark lashes framing even darker eyes, and perf
