Mysecretlifepov Skye Blue Better

Her body moved before her mind could catch up. She shifted her angle, using the pole to obscure her face, turning her back to David’s table. She became a master of misdirection, focusing her attention on the opposite side of the room, locking eyes with a group of rowdy businessmen and flashing them a dazzling, practiced smile.

"Sometimes I sit here and pretend I'm not famous. Just a girl with a blue streak and a broken heart." mysecretlifepov skye blue

Skye stared at the screen, the blood draining from her face. The "secret life" she had so carefully curated, the wall she had built between Skye and Azure, had a crack in it. And she knew, with a sinking certainty, that it was only a matter of time before the whole thing came crashing down. Her body moved before her mind could catch up

"They see the blue hair, the stage name, the 'perfect' angles. But this? This is the secret life." "Sometimes I sit here and pretend I'm not famous