She watched, glued to his movements, enticed by every word. This was his domain, there on the stage. He could make thousands hate him one day, love him the next, but nothing compared to the interaction he now had with the crowd. His crowd.

Standing there, she was reminded why she'd fallen for him in the first place. His humour, his smile, the way he turned from adorable to hot in seconds. Only, he would never belong to her.

Eyes scanned the crowd again, catching the delighted faces. He belonged to them. He would always belong to them.

It killed her.
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