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The only person I’d heard from was Dorian, who’d promised me she was on top of this. She’d been frustrated that I hadn’t let her be proactive about it from the get-go, but that would have meant telling the rest of the band, and I hadn’t been ready for that.
I’d essentially ruined my life.
“You need to go home and pack,” Greatty said for the tenth time.
“I haven’t heard from anyone,” I responded. “I don’t even know if I’m still in the band.”
“You have a contract,” she said. “And you haven’t done anything that gives them cause to fire you.”
“I don’t know if they need cause,” I said sadly.
“You know, sitting here moping isn’t going to fix anything.”
“I don’t know what else to do. I drafted a resignation letter last night, but I don’t even know if that’s how you quit the number one rock band in the world.”
“I don’t think there are right or wrong ways for those types of things, but you and Kingston need to talk.”
“He doesn’t want to talk to me. He’s hurt that I didn’t trust him.”
“Can you blame him?”
“It’s been less than three months!” I cried. “And we’ve only been together about six weeks. How do you bare your soul and your most intimate secrets to someone you’ve only been with that short of a time?”
“Do you love him?”
“Of course.”
“Then you have to fight to fix what you broke.”
“I don’t know anything that will make this better. And that’s exactly what he said.”
“That doesn’t mean it can’t be fixed. Only that it’s going to be difficult, and nothing worth having is easy. You already know that.”
“It feels like my life is over,” I whispered, fighting back the ever-present tears. “I could live with losing the gig with the band, but losing Kingston? I can’t imagine waking up every day knowing I’ll never see him again.”
“It’s not over,” she replied gently. “Not yet. He was hurt, and now he’s trying to figure out how to move forward. He said he didn’t know if he could forgive you. He could have said no.”
“I guess there’s that.”
My phone buzzed, and it was a text from Dorian.
DORIAN: How are you doing? Do you need anything?
Dorian was the first and only person to reach out from the band, and I felt another wave of tears threatening to fall.
DEVYN: I’m a mess, but thanks for asking.
DORIAN: I’m going to fix this. We’ve brought on Lansing PR to do some crisis control, and by next week, this will all have blown over.
DEVYN: I appreciate that. I just hope the band can forgive me.
DORIAN: Give Kingston time to wrap his head around it. He’s one of those sensitive, creative types.
DEVYN: He’s really upset. He wouldn’t even give me a chance to explain.
DORIAN: Love is truly wasted on the young.
I laughed in spite of the situation.
