The morning light spilled gently through the curtains, painting the bedroom in hues of pale gold. Outside, the world was already wide awake—reporters writing, editors shouting, fans flooding social media with videos of last night's debut. But inside the Lockheart villa, the air remained still, soft, and quiet.
Claude sat on the edge of the bed, phone in hand, scrolling through the notifications that wouldn't stop buzzing. Headlines flashed across the screen like a storm.
"Mio Lockheart's Debut Shakes the Music Industry!"
"'Threads of Fate' Tops Every Streaming Chart Within Hours!"
"Her Voice Feels Like Destiny Itself—Critics Hail Mio as the 'Siren of Sincerity.'"
Claude couldn't help but smile. Every praise felt personal, like a silent victory after years of patience and pain.
