Chapter 68

Chapter 68:
Screens and recording gear dotted both the public hall and private lounges, allowing for both viewing and feedback recording.
None of this, however, would go out unedited—production would stitch together the best moments according to their plan.
Recording devices weren’t standard in the dressing rooms unless someone broke the rules and took it upon themselves to set something up.
Right now, Millie relaxed in her private lounge, with Barbara never far from her side. A large wall-mounted screen showed Vivian’s performance as it played live on stage.
Along the screen’s edge, a flurry of comments appeared.
“That opening is gorgeous! This whole performance is breathtaking!”
“Why am I already crying? Even those first few seconds leaked online made me tear up—now I can’t stop!” The rightful source is.net
“My heart feels too full. I don’t even know which ex I’m supposed to be thinking about right now, sobbing.”
“Can anyone spare a boyfriend for me?”
“Let’s start a waiting list for boyfriend sharing!”
“Count me in. I wouldn’t mind two, if we’re being honest.”
“Those 25 seconds have been everywhere lately—background music for every trending video. I thought I’d be sick of it by now, but hearing the full version here makes me cry all over again.”
“Millie, are you glued to the broadcast right now? Still refusing to bow out with a little grace and file for divorce?”
“I’ll say it again! Millie’s twenty-five years mean nothing next to Vivian’s twenty-five seconds!”
While online chatter reached a fever pitch, Millie sat comfortably in her private lounge, scrolling through her phone and browsing music apps.
Vivian had promised the world that “Glimmer of Love” would drop on every major platform the moment she performed it. Verifying the song’s credits would only take a glance. There was no need to dig deep.
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The moment Millie opened the first app, the song popped up in a full-screen ad, paired with a sleek photo of Vivian looking perfectly put together.
Millie tapped the screen and read it line by line.
“Glimmer of Love.
Singer: Vivian Simpson.
Lyrics: Vivian Simpson.
Composer: Vivian Simpson.”
App after app, Millie methodically scrolled through the music platforms on her phone.
Her curiosity led her to the search engine, where she discovered a dedicated Wikipedia page for the new release.
Vivian’s name showed up in every spot. She was listed as the lyricist, composer, and performer.
A quiet laugh escaped Millie as she set her phone aside.
Vivian wasn’t afraid to take risks and didn’t try to hide it.
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