MIRABELLA’S POV I stepped into the bar with Ana, arriving a few minutes earlier than planned. The extra time let me steady my nerves for tonight’s performance.Adam’s eyes lit up as he saw me at the entrance. “Right on time, Mira. Get ready—you’re up in five,” he said with a grin.“Give it your best, Mira. I’ll be right here cheering you on,” Ana said, her voice steady as she slid into a seat among the crowd.As the first note left my lips, a familiar calm settled over me, a quiet relief that came every time I sang. This was my safe place. Tonight was no different.When the final note faded, applause filled the room. Hands clapping, faces lit with smiles—they were cheering for me. Warmth spread through me, a quiet joy blooming in my chest.“You were amazing, Mira,” Ana said, her smile radiant, as if it could light up the entire room.“I agree,” Adam chimed in, approaching us with an easy stride. “That was a beautiful performance, Mira.”“Thank you so much,” I replied, a smile spread
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