Madelyn Rose, a singer who heals her trauma by writing music, has made it into eurovision. Something she had only dreamed of, has come true. Everything is going smoothly until she meets the Dutch eurovision representative, Joost Klein. He steals her heart, but can she accept this love after all whats happened to her? Her vision on the world starts to change, but then something happens which throws her right back into the dark pit she thought she had finally escaped.
Love, cutting ties, anxiety attacks and the Eurovision final all come together. How will this end?
Will she find her forever love, or will her career fall apart?
( this is going to be the slowest slowburn ever, as of a request of a dear friend of mine. Thanks for giving feedback and ideas for my story Juul :3 )
!! TRIGGER WARNINGS !! IF YOU DONT FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH ONE OF THESE, CLICK OUT OF THIS FIC.
This story will mention: sexual stuff, child abuse, violence, suicide, self harm, smoking, alcohol, drugs, substance abuse, verbal abuse, parent loss, starvation, death, anxiety/panick attacks,
if anything needs to be added or if i forgot something, please tell me!
PS : English isn't my first language, be kind when it comes to spelling and grammar <3
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-Κα΄Κα΄α΄ΙͺΙ΄Ι’ α΄α΄ α΄Κα΄ sα΄α΄Κs, α΄α΄Κα΄sα΄Ιͺα΄Κ α΄Κα΄α΄α΄α΄s, α΄Κ α΄α΄α΄α΄Κ sα΄α΄α΄α΄.
"Her eyes shine like the stars in the night sky"
When a camera flashes, is it the same when your life flashes before your eyes?
When you're on stage, do you feel every ounce of discrimination and fear?
I can't imagine a world where you're not here.
I'm no one without you and your service. Right?
You can still feel the imprints of his hands on you.
And you can't change that.
You can still feel the immense amount of guilt by trying to defend yourself.
And you can't change that.
It's all of the Celestial Bodies faults.
And we can't change that.
"Would you jump off a building for me, Astrea?"
His ugly Italian voice rang in my ears.
Oh how I hate it.
please make it stop.