“Wait, you wrote the song? Are you talking about this one, or were you the composer behind all those other tracks too?” Liam stared at Alessia, a look of disbelief on his face–though, deep down, he could kind of see it making sense if it really was Alessia.

“You never told him you were Moon?” Lillian turned, surprised.

Alessia just looked innocent. “I guess I never mentioned it. Doesn’t matter–now you

know.”

“Lessie, you’re seventeen, right?” Liam squinted at her, gently tilting her chin side to side, but no matter how he looked, she was just a perfectly ordinary

seventeen–year–old girl.

“Of course.” Alessia rubbed her own cheeks.

“You’re Moon? The Moon who’s written all those legendary songs? The Moon whose debut track turned Tristan into an overnight sensation?”

“That’s right, my dear third brother. I am Moon. The Moon who’s written all those hits. The Moon who gave Tristan his breakout song the moment he debuted!”

She repeated Liam’s words with a grin.

“But… how old were you back then?”

maybe fourteen? I

things out together. It worked out surprisingly

career in acting, so she only wrote one or two songs a year for him, and

told you, the only one I’ll accept songs from is Moon! No one else

the group was greeted by a commotion coming from the

“Who else is here?”

the sound of it, probably that new influencer the label just

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a little like Tristan. He’s been covering Tristan’s songs online, people call him

he doing in the recording studio? Isn’t this Tristan’s

the works, only authorized personnel were allowed

find out.” Lillian clearly hadn’t been notified

complaints echoing through the hallway. Tristan was inside, but he wasn’t recording–clearly,

hand in greeting, and Tristan set his

Alessia said to a

if you do this, I’ll drag your name all over the internet!” The

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