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.

at her brother, who stood quietly

world waiting outside-fans who had believed in me, who had waited, just like

softly into the phone, a small smile tugging at

chuckled. "I figured you'd say

think I'm ready," I said, my voice growing stronger.

to once again stand

just with my music-but with the life I've

was ready for them to see

I stood in front of the mirror, carefully dressing Shirlika and my son, whose name

a dinner with Matira and Orlando, and

live together in the Thorne

goes to global shows and sometimes Matira goes to

to make up for

and have a relaxing and wonderful

life makes me feel

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World,

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Chapter 218

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

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

her lively spirit-an emerald green velvet gown with

knee-length, with a ribbon tied at her waist, and the fabric shimmered faintly under

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