Chapter 11

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Kate feels bad, Abigail cries looking at her. This young woman is not only one of his fans, who has been to one of her concerts, but she has become a sincere friend. She has such a horrible experience and yet she gives herself without restraint, loves intensely. Kate looks at her as she begs her to have surgery.

"This tumor presses on part of my brain and gives me all this creativity.

— But who cares! You are going to have surgery!" Abigail insists.

"Abby, I want to leave something behind. My ultimate album, the most beautiful of albums. This album.

— That's your swan song, isn't it?

— Yes.

— And are you having surgery?

— After the album.

— Alright, I agree.

— And then I disappear, I leave Hollywood.

— Disagree.

— Abby...

— No I don't agree. I let you in, and you want to leave! No, I do not agree! You are my friend and I disagree."

Kate hugs Abigail.

"Abby, Kate Valentine is going to disappear, at the peak of her career. Caroline Ward will still be there, I don't know in what state, or if I'll have all my faculties, but I'm not going to kill myself.

— I prefer that," sniffles Abigail, hugging her even tighter.

Kate feels the floodgates open and she knows that if she lets herself go, she won't be good for anything the rest of the day, luckily the ringing of her phone allows her to break away from Abigail.

"Excuse me, it's my assistant. Hi Kris! No, no need to notify the F.B.I or alert the media. I'm in a top secret place working on my album. He is progressing very well. Look, I'm going home in two days to start recording. There? Four. Well yes, four songs, maybe five if I can hang up," she laughs. "I'm telling you, it's coming along well, I'm inspired. No, I won't tell you where I am. Or with whom. Oh yes, it's hot! Alright, so it's in the style of the song I played you. A complete album. Ah yes, it's completely different, but these are my best texts. The music? Buy shares of tissue manufacturers, it will skyrocket! It will surprise people, but it will be a hit, I know. Ok, see you in two days. Kisses you, Kris. Thanks for worrying. You'll understand when we meet."

Returning to the living room, Kate looks at everyone, taking a deep breath.

"Sorry if I ruined the mood," she said embarrassed.

"Well and us then, with our shitty lives we're not bad either," Bethany smiles, taking her in her arms. "Your assistant doesn't know?

— No, you're the only ones... and my oncologist. Nobody knows"

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