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Chapter 2 Recognition gained from hardwork

Word Count: 1197    |    Released on: 03/05/2025

faces illuminated by the glow of a single lamp. Justin stands in the center, his acoustic guitar resting on his lap, f

drifts to Mia, her naked body pressed against his, the way she felt wrapped around him.He shakes his head slightly, trying to focus, and begins to strum

this time."The others nod in agreement, their praise washing over Justin. He feels a swell of pride, but beneath it, a nagging thought lingers. He's grateful for their support, but he can't shake the feeling that something's missing.He glance

ver her sundress, the hem fluttering as she moves. Hercheeks are flushed from the heat of the stove, and she hums softly to herself as she flips a burger.Justin watches her from across the room, his heart swelling with affection. She

e mingling with the clatter of plates and fo

ook pretty cozy."Justin blushes, glancing at Mia, who smiles enigmatically. "We're taking things slow," she says, her voice soft but firm. "No need to rush into anything."Ethan laughs, holding up his hands in surrender. "Just kidding, just kidding. You guys make a gr

ightstand, blinking away sleep. As he unlocks the screen, a notification catches his attention - an email from a tal

like to invite you to perform at our upcoming showcase for emerging artists. This is a

grins. This could be his big break, the chance to take his music to the next level.He knows she'll be th

t, Mia is grinning from ear to ear, her cheeks flushed."Wow, what was that for?"she asks, laughing softly. Justin holds up his phone, showing her the email."I got an invitation to perform at a showcase for emerging artists!" he exclaims, his voice bubbling with

f energy."Slow down, speedy," she teases, sitting up and stretching."You've got plenty of time."But Justin is already halfway out the door, calling over his shoulder,"Can't waste a minute! Gotta make a good impre

the night wears on, the crowd begins to thin, their attention waning. That is, until Justin's name is called.He steps onto the stage, guitar in hand, the spotlight illuminating him.The crowd, sensing a change in the air, turns their attention to him.He begins to play, his fingers danci

tood there, basking in the glow of their adoration, his chest heaving with emotion.This was what he'd dreamed of, what he'd worked tirelessly for.And now, under the spotlight, with the weight of their praise bearing down on him, he felt invincible.He ra

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