Paint the Town, Dove

Chapter Twenty-Seven

[And the crowd was loud, so loud, that some of the crew blocked their ears.

In all the years that Ryden had been performing, his team had never seen natural born talent such as his.

He was born to be a rock star, they whispered.

Look at his crowd work, they admired. “This is all for YOU!” Ryden screamed to the abyss.

And yet.

Every so often, he’d turn his head.

A slight nod to the band behind him, but further back near the curtain, a girl with blazing red hair, a smile so bright and brown eyes locked on his green, watched.

“This is all for YOU!” Ryden would repeat again.

All while looking at the woman in scarlet.]