They Stole My Songs
READING AGE 16+
For three years, Maya Reed has answered phones at Sterling Records while pop princess Scarlett Vale collects the awards for songs Maya wrote in the dark. A contract stole her name, so Maya kept everything else — every manuscript, every demo, every dated page. But when a live concert disaster shoves the invisible receptionist onto the stage, she opens her mouth, and the whole world finally hears whose songs they really are.
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Scarlett Vale came to my apartment at one in the morning, alone, wearing an oversized grey hoodie with the drawstrings pulled tight.
She had climbed four flights of stairs. Her shoulders heaved on the landing, her chest rising and falling against the dull yellow stairwell light. She wore no makeup, had brought no assistants, and carried……
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