Blake Sloan doesn't believe in God. But she used to believe in Reneè Rapp. They were both rising - two women with voices like weapons and mouths full of promises. Blake was all smoky stages and sharp teeth, Reneè all glitter and heat. Behind the scenes, they burned like holy fire. And then Reneè ended it with a whisper and a warning: "If this gets out, we both fall." Now, one year later, they're headlining the same festival. Same stage. Same night. Different people. Reneè's new setlist includes a song called "Lord." It's a slow, aching confession. And Blake knows exactly who it's about. She should keep her distance. She should focus on the music. But when Reneè sings with that look in her eye, Blake finds herself unraveling all over again. The industry's watching. The fans are guessing. And between soundchecks and stolen glances, they're one breath away from either reconciliation or destruction. They've both got something to prove. But only one of them still knows how to beg.

If I needed to, I'd break every bone in my body just to feel her love. It's so soft and pure. It's not something you just throw away. She's not someone you just throw away. - Stella Perez.