Show Me That Which I Cannot See
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Last published Tue, Feb 27, 2024
(it gets less cringe I promise)
Him:
Determined to save the face of his band as they face stipulation and at the behest of his team, he hires her to act out songs with him during his concerts. He hates speculation and wants to remain anonymous. If someone digs beneath the mask, they will only see the broken shards of a man. An empty hole, is her laughter and soft heart enough to make him face his demons?
Her:
He took me in when I needed help the most, I'm determined to do this one thing right. In between balancing my medical residency rotations and struggling to afford money for my younger sister's medical bills, what other choice do I have? It doesn't help that he's the only man I ever wished to meet.
But the man I dreamed of is much different than the jaded man who not only covers himself physically but emotionally.
What will it take to break through his mask?
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