The light that shines through

The light that shines through

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When come into conclusions that sometimes maybe how feel is complete bullshit. Nobody thinks about how you feel and how you see things and it's all about them. You put everybody first but you. With Malachi sitting in jail knowing what happen wasn't his fault he becomes heartless but what happens Milan helps and gives hope. Will Malachi accept her or will it just go down in flames? Malachi what's things better but will he get that light that he so desirably wants? We'll see...
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Aya Weathers is a hardworking, talented, aspiring songwriter who prefers to put her goals before her personal life. Christopher Brown is a stubborn, rude singer who has his guard up and doesn't plan to let anyone in. Together, the two of them will be prominent figures in music history. That's if they can get along first. "You're not gonna win any awards being rude, Christopher." Aya slumped back in her chair, taking a long sip of her black coffee. "It was doing me just fine before. And can you stop calling me that?" Chris shot his head up, resting it on his fist. "No, I'm good. Thank you for asking nicely though." She grinned before clicking her pen and jotting down something in her notebook. "Why you keep playing with me? It's not funny." "I'm not playing, Christopher. This is strictly business, not a game." Aya stared at him with grim, serious eyes. She meant what she was saying. "What if I wanted it to be a game?" "Is that a bet?" Aya tested with a heightened eyebrow. "Do you want to make it one?"

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