Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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Chapter 674 Hayden?

It had to be him. That same silhouette I'd seen in the alley that night.

Last time, I blew it-I fell and missed my chance. Not this time. I stepped forward...and forgot about my busted knee. Yep, down I went, crashing straight to the floor.

"Wow, if you wanted me to catch you, you could've just asked," Cole quipped, smirking as he helped me up.

I ignored him, my focus glued to the stage. Without thinking, I yelled, "Turn on the lights!"

The models froze mid-rehearsal, and the backstage area stayed pitch black.

"I said, turn on the lights!" My voice was louder, desperate.

Ron walked in just then, eyebrows raised. "What's happening? Turn on the lights, now!"

His tone worked like magic. The lights flooded on, way too bright, making everyone blink like deer in headlights- including me.

But I didn't care. My gaze darted from face to face until it landed on the one in the center.

Hayden.

But something was off-his eyes. The way he looked at me, like he didn't even know me.

Cole trailing behind

you

onstage, his voice shaking. "H-Hayden... You-you're alive? But how? You..." He trailed off, too

the edge of the stage, eyes locked

to be Hayden. I was

my voice catching on the name I'd repeated

he didn't

Hart. That's Xander Zane-the headliner." Cole gestured for the guy to step forward, and he obeyed instantly, hopping off the stage. "Mr. Drago," he said, nodding respectfully to Cole. Cole pointed

me, his tone formal and

just like that, the whole fantasy

It was all wrong. Hayden's voice had weight, that low, velvety tone

was too similar. The sharp angles of his jaw,

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skin. Xander's was pale and freakishly perfect, like a wax

rehearsing or what? Don't come crying