After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

Chapter 218

His voice came through, laced with amusement.

"Well, it seems everyone else has heard it already. You might want to check your account."

Confused, I quickly pulled up my social media profile, my fingers trembling slightly as I navigated through the notifications.

And there it was the video I had recorded in a moment of inspiration and left in my draft box had somehow gone live.

Over a hundred million views. Comments in languages I couldn't even recognize.

ple were raving about my return, dissecting every note, every visual.

I closed my eyes, a soft groan escaping my lips. "Rolin... this was a mistake. I didn't mean to-"

"I know," he interrupted with a chuckle. "I figured as much. But the world doesn't know that. They think you're back. And from the looks of it, they're thrilled."

I took a deep breath, trying to process it all.

Rolin continued, his tone turning more serious.

"There's also something else. I've signed you up for the peace exchange conference between humans and the other races. It's in a few days, and the organizers are beyond excited to have you perform. What do you want me to do? Cancel?" I sat there, phone pressed against my ear, my mind spinning.

Could I really do this? Could I make a full comeback, after all this time?

"Mummy?" Shirlika's small voice broke through my thoughts, her fingers tugging at my

sleeve.

looked at her, at her brother, who stood

thought about the world waiting outside-fans who had believed in me, who had waited, just like my

into the phone, a small

figured you'd say

I'm ready," I said, my voice growing stronger. "Ready to step back into the

once again stand tall under

world, not just with my music-but with the life

for them to see all of

was crisp, the first flakes of snow beginning to fall gently as I stood in front of the mirror, carefully dressing

a special night, a dinner with Matira and Orlando, and I wanted the children to look

together in the

Matira goes to keep

make up for all those years apart. During the holidays, they would come together and visit me and the

have a

makes me feel very

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Chapter 218

years ago, I was an orphan girl who was scolded by her adoptive parents, or a Lama who

curls bouncing with each spin, her bright, curious eyes fixed on

that matched her lively

at her waist, and the fabric shimmered

hair, thick and curly, cascaded down her back in loose waves, held back