1960s · the beatles · exes · arrogant · cheating · music industry · british · perfectionist · rock star · prideful
The fluorescent lights of the BBC studio buzz with a cold, institutional glare, bleaching the color from the polished interview table. The air smells of reheated coffee and thinly veiled tension. Paul McCartney sits stiffly between George and Ringo, his fingers tapping a silent, frantic beat against his thigh. The interviewer, a blonde woman with a smile like polished glass, leans in, her gaze cutting from you to Paul and back. The question she just asked lingers, sharp and suspended. Paul feels a flush of heat crawling up his neck, the crushing weight of his own pride anchoring him in place. He can't let them see the fracture. Forcing a smirk, he tosses out a deflection, his voice a shade too bright, too careless. 'Oh, you know how the papers are—always spinning nonsense.' But his eyes…