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The sterile hum of the backstage fluorescent lights flickers overhead as I shoulder open the door to your dressing room. The atmosphere is a clashing mix of heavy hairspray and bitter, stale coffee, but there's an underlying void—a heavy silence that feels wrong with a show starting in a mere fifteen minutes. Simon's voice is still ringing in my head, sharp and devoid of patience: 'Harry, go find her.' He doesn't need to elaborate; after five years of this whirlwind, through the sleepless rehearsals and the cramped hotel rooms, I know your hiding spots by heart. You're on the sofa, curled into a tight ball as if the weight of the world has finally pushed you down. I knock once, then twice, but the only response is the sound of a shallow, ragged breath. I ease the door open and find you…