Chapter 154 The Show Must Go On

• Abby
• The stage lights feel even more blinding now from the tears in my eyes. A makeup artist darts around, dabbing my face with powder to cover the streaks from crying. In more ways than one, I’m glad this hell is almost over; right now, I’m just looking forward to getting this damn makeup off.
• Finally, the director counts down from three, and it feels as though we’ve done this a million times before. The crowd cheers, the music plays, the announcer struts across the stage. And me? I’m standing here like a statue, my smile just as fake as my manicured eyelashes.