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The 1online backlash was so intense that the filming of The Family Project had to be suspended. The production team escorted us down the mountain as if they were handling two live bombs.
The moment we got into the car to go home, my brother’s phone rang. He answered it, and as he listened to the person on the oth- er end, his eyes quickly turned red. He hung up with a dejected, “I know.”
I turned to him. “What’s wrong?”
Liam’s voice was hollow. “The agency. They said I caused too much trouble. They’re putting me on hiatus.”
I raised an eyebrow. “When are you supposed to go back to work?”
He just shook his head. “They didn’t say.”
The meaning was crystal clear. I had pissed off Adam so badly that his powerful backer was angry, and now they were shelving my
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The meaning was crystal clear. I had pissed off Adam so badly that his powerful backer was angry, and now they were shelving my
brother.
The air in the car grew heavy and silent. My brother’s shoulders slumped, making him look like a wilted flower.
I pulled him into a side hug. “So you’re benched. Who cares? We don’t need them.”
He sighed. “Aria, I know my singing and dancing weren’t the best, but I’ve been practicing so hard these last two years. I debuted at
eighteen, and I’m twenty now. Dad said I have to go back and learn to manage the family business when I turn twenty–five… I love
being on stage. I don’t want to leave with regrets.”
Looking into his bright, determined eyes, I was suddenly reminded of myself at six years old, standing in an audience, pointing at
the dancers on stage and telling my mother, “I’m going to be the greatest dancer in the world.”
I pulled out my phone and gave my brother a wink. “Leave it to me.”
