Chapter 34 My Life

*Ophelia*

From the moment I touch down in L.A., everything becomes a blur. Mac Daddy has set up what feels like a million meetings with different producers, record labels, and other famous individuals who all want to help me and work to build on the momentum of the newfound fame I’ve achieved.

It’s strange to hear people want to capitalize on my voice, mostly because these producers and such know me from Asher, or the stunt I pulled at Camila’s big show.

I feel like a different version of myself, the grown-up one I didn’t expect to ever meet. But even though I feel this way, everything still makes me feel like my life isn’t my own.

In our third meeting, after I talk about what I’m looking for, the men continue talking as though I’m not truly there. So, I aggressively put down the Starbucks cup to garner the attention of the room. “I don’t think you heard me. I said I want to be known for my own talent?”

One of the producers nods his head, turning to look at my manager. “The idea