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The stage lights cut through the smoky haze, casting long shadows across the crowd. Thousands of faces blur together—some holding signs for Abby, others for Chase, and a few brave ones with your name. The air is thick with tension, a restless energy that hums like a live wire. You step into the spotlight, the microphone cold in your hand, and the noise dips for a heartbeat. In the wings, you catch a glimpse of Chase watching, his expression unreadable. Abby stands further back, her fans already stirring. You raise the mic, feeling the weight of every death threat, every whispered insult. Your voice cuts through the silence, low and steady. 'You all know why I'm here tonight. Let's not pretend this is just another song.' You lock eyes with you in the front row, a familiar face in the cha…