In the days following her spontaneous performance, Angel Parker’s world shifted in ways she could never have anticipated. The video of her singing Adele’s *Hello* on that busy London street had gone viral, capturing the attention of millions. Overnight, she became the subject of countless social media posts, trending hashtags, and enthusiastic discussions. Her life, once quiet and predictable, was now filled with a buzz she had never sought.
Angel’s phone became a constant source of noise, pinging with notifications from Instagram, YouTube, Facebook, and every other platform imaginable. Her follower count skyrocketed, and her inbox was flooded with messages from strangers praising her voice, calling her the “next big thing” and urging her to pursue a music career.
Amid the flood of adoration were the emails—endless offers from record labels, talent agents, and producers, all eager to sign her. They saw in her the potential for stardom, a rare, unpolished gem that could shine brighter than anyone else in the industry. Each email promised a future filled with fame, success, and the kind of recognition most people only dream of.
But as she read through the offers, Angel felt a deep unease. She had never wanted this. Music had always been her private joy, something she did for herself in the quiet of her flat. The idea of turning it into a career, of stepping into the spotlight, filled her with anxiety. She wasn’t sure she was ready—or even willing—to have her life consumed by fame.
Angel’s love for music was pure and simple. It was her way of expressing emotions she couldn’t put into words, a personal escape from the demands of her career as an AI engineer. She had never imagined singing in front of an audience, let alone becoming a public figure. The thought of losing the intimacy of her music, of turning it into something commercial, made her hesitant.
As the offers kept coming, Angel found herself retreating from the excitement that was building around her. She ignored most of the emails, letting them pile up in her inbox without response. The few she did open, she read with a growing sense of dread. Every contract, every offer, seemed to push her further away from the life she had carefully built for herself.
But deep down, a small voice whispered that she was making a mistake. She knew that opportunities like this didn’t come around often, that most people would kill for a chance to turn their passion into a career. Yet, despite that knowledge, Angel couldn’t bring herself to accept the idea of becoming a star. It felt too far removed from the life she wanted, the quiet existence where music was her sanctuary, not her job.
One evening, as she sat at her piano, playing the familiar chords of Adele’s *Someone Like You*, Angel found herself lost in thought. The melody, once a source of comfort, now felt tinged with uncertainty. She knew she was at a crossroads, and the path she chose would shape the rest of her life.
That night, as she scrolled through her phone, Angel came across an old interview with Adele. In it, Adele spoke about the double-edged sword of fame—the way it could uplift you but also weigh you down. She talked about how important it was to stay true to yourself, to remember why you started making music in the first place.
“I love making music,” Adele had said, her voice steady and sincere. “But fame isn’t easy. It changes everything. You have to be ready for that, or it’ll eat you alive.”
Angel listened to those words, and for a moment, she felt a sense of clarity. She understood the warning in Adele’s voice, the weight of experience behind her words. But she also felt a pang of regret, a small, insistent voice telling her that she was turning away from something she was meant to do.
The next day, Angel began to respond to the emails. She politely declined the offers, explaining that she wasn’t interested in pursuing a music career. Each response felt like a small weight lifting off her shoulders, but it also left a lingering doubt. She knew she was choosing the safe path, the one that kept her life unchanged. But was it the right one?
As the days passed, the media frenzy around her began to fade. The world moved on to the next viral sensation, and Angel found herself slipping back into the routine of her life. The notifications slowed, the emails became less frequent, and soon, it seemed as though the whole thing had been just a fleeting moment of excitement.
But the doubt remained. Every time Angel sat down at her piano, she felt it—an ache, a nagging thought that maybe she had missed her chance. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she had turned away from something important, something that could have been life-changing.
Despite her decision, Angel couldn’t escape the truth that had settled in her heart. She loved music too much to keep it to herself. And while she had chosen not to pursue fame, she knew that she had a gift—one that deserved to be shared, even if only in a small way.
Angel didn’t regret her decision, but she also couldn’t ignore the pull of what could have been. As she continued with her life, she found herself wondering what might happen if she allowed herself to take that leap, to see where her music could take her. It was a thought she wasn’t ready to fully explore yet, but one she knew she couldn’t avoid forever.
For now, Angel was content to return to her life as an AI engineer, to the quiet moments at her piano. But deep down, she knew that her story with music wasn’t over. It was just beginning, and one day, she would have to face the choice again. And maybe then, she would be ready to say yes.
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Silent Ties
RomanceIt's about angel a talented girl who got the chance to work with her idol Adele. It's a romantic lesbian story based on my imagination.