The lights pulse in rhythm as the crowd hushes. Maddy sits poised beneath the soft shimmer of a chandelier, her eyes fixed on the translucent scrim. Behind it, three silhouettes sit in anticipation. You’re one of them—spine straight, breath steady, the studio’s chill settling on your collar.
“Gentlemen,” Buck says, “are you ready to begin?”
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