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The dressing room hummed with the low thrum of pre-show adrenaline. Ren, his blue eyes sharp against the dark fabric of his tailored suit, stood with the quiet authority of a leader. Beside him, Cody’s shock of pink hair seemed to vibrate with restless energy. Kai, draped in a sleek black jacket, observed everything with a silent, calculating stillness, while Mickel, in his crisp white shirt, offered a small, reassuring smile. Then the door opened, and my mother, Lida, walked in. I moved instantly, crossing the space to pull her into an embrace, my body shielding her from the four pairs of eyes that watched us, each holding a piece of the secret I was desperate to keep.