Feena made her way into the concert venue, her VIP ticket securing her a seat close to the stage.
As she settled in, her gaze flickered toward a familiar silhouette in the front rows. It looked like Jack, but the distance made her unsure.
The thought unsettled her.
Meanwhile, Amelia and Alex had also entered the stadium.
After relentless insistence from Amelia, Alex had finally given up on scalping the tickets and agreed to watch the show with her.
Trailing behind them were Amelia's roommate, Queenie, and an unfamiliar guy—though noticeably, it wasn't Joshua.
Not far away, Leslie had taken a prime seat in the VIP section, surrounded by a crowd of classmates.
Sitting right next to him was Phoebe, though despite his persistent attentiveness, she looked mildly uncomfortable.
A few girls who always hovered around Leslie were throwing not-so-subtle daggers at Phoebe, particularly one named Joey Yates, who was practically clinging to Leslie, using every excuse to steal his attention.
Across the arena, in a more casual seating section, a group of girls sat together, sipping on drinks and waving glow sticks, chatting excitedly about the lineup. Among them were Gigi, Remy, and Luna—Bella's roommates.
A tenor from Montana, his voice booming with incredible power, filling the entire sports arena. Every high note sent waves of energy through the crowd, shaking the venue with cheers and applause. Fireworks exploded overhead, lighting up the night sky, while fans screamed their support.
One after another, more artists took the stage, each with their own distinct style.
The audience was captivated, completely lost in the music.
But as the performances went on, some fans started noticing inconsistencies. Some singers didn't quite match their recorded voices. Some mouthed lyrics were out of sync with the audio.
The whispers started spreading. Were some of them lip-syncing?
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