Chapter 5

The director turned to me.
"The showcase starts in ten minutes," he said. "We have no time to reprint the script."
"I remember every line," I said. "Every note. Every cue. I’ve memorized the whole thing."
He stared. Then nodded slowly.
"Then go. Perform. Show everyone what you are made of."
I ran. Changed into my costume. Stepped into the wings just as the curtain rose.
My voice was steady. My posture tall. I sang with everything I had—every note, every breath, every word.
May you like
The audience fell silent. Then leaned in. Then cheered.
When I took my final bow, the applause shook the walls.