CHAPTER 33

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  LYRON   "I don't know what's up with you, Ms. Evelyn but you're supposed to be my coach not a relationship adviser," I hammered down on the piano keys to cool off. I didn't harbor such feelings for a man I just met. Besides, I already have Amil on my plate. I would hate to complicate things more or add to my problem.   "Fine, I won't say another word of this," she pouted.   "I'd appreciate that," I really would.   Evening came rather quickly and I walked into the restaurant that had been cleared out for the dinner party. I wasn't a fan of parties and I'd rather just sleep at home but I guess I signed up for them the moment I decided to become a singer.   "It's not like it's mandatory to stay till the end," I mumbled.   "Hey!" Dylan waved as he walked up to me. " I'm glad you made i

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