Chapter 76


    Seeing that Leo finally had some reaction, Collins, as if ustomed to his erratic way of speaking,


    handed over the water in his hand, and said with a somewhat solemn tone. “Leo, when are you gonna


    stop throwing yourself this pity party?”


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    Leo stared nkly at the celling, his brooding gaze quickly reced by the stillness of a stagnant pond.


    After an agonizing silence, he spoke with a bitter edge, “Not being able to get back on stage is like a


    death sentence to me. I’m practically useless, man. Do you get that?”


    Collins opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say next. He understood all too well the


    turrnoil eating away


    at Leo.


    Leo was his discovery, a prodigy in music production, singing, and dancing–a natural–born superstar


    destined for the spotlight. But a single ident had shattered his foundation, and for someone as


    fiercely proud as Leo, it was a devastating blow.


    “Don’t give up, Leo. Medicine’s advanced so much, someone out there’s gotta have the fix you need,”


    Collins said, his throat dry, repeating the same hopeful lines, even though he felt utterly helpless.


    A hollowugh escaped Leo as he closed his eyes, turning his head away from Collins, shutting down


    any further conversation.


    Collins let out a wry chuckle, setting the ss down on the nightstand with a soft clink. He straightened


    up, schooling his emotions into neutrality, and headed for the door. Then he paused, recalling


    something Mirabe from the Davis family had mentioned as he was leaving. Turning slightly, his voice


    softened, “Your sister wanted me to tell you that your mom hit the supermarket early today, and stocked


    up on all your favorite grub.”


    A few silent seconds passed before Collins seemed to reach a decision. “Leo, I don’t want to cover for


    you with your folks anymore. I didn’t tell your sister that you weren’ting home tonight either.


    Whether you go back or not, that’s on you.”


    “I’m out.”


    The sound of the door closing echoed from the entrance. The bedroom, at this moment, became very


    quiet, in a way


    that was eerily unsettling.


    Leo on the bed opened his eyes, with aplex expression in his eyes. He clenched his fists,


    frustration boiling over as he pulled the covers over his head.


    Ten minutester, he threw the covers off with a curse, sitting up abruptly, and after a moment of


    indecision, he got out of bed.


    Around eight in the evening.


    Delh sat on the couch, ncing between the clock on the wall and the front door, her face betraying


    her anxious wait.


    Mirabe lounged beside her, idly scrolling through her phone, seemingly detached from the tension in


    the air.


    “Mira, you hungry? Go ahead and eat,” Delh suggested, her voice tinged with motherly concern.


    Mirabe put her phone away, feigning nonchnce. “Maybe Leo’s tied up with something. He might


    not make it back tonight.”


    But Delh shook her head, her smile unwavering. “Your brother might be busy, but he doesn’t break


    his word. If his agent said he’sing, he’ll be here.”


    In truth, if her son were reallying, they wouldn’t need an agent to drop off gifts in his stead.


    Mirabe’s expression remained neutral, tempted to speak her mind, yet choosing to hold her tongue


    upon seeing the hopeful look stered across Delh’s face.


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    A short whileter, the doorbell rang. “That’s gotta be your brother,” Delh said confidently, rising to


    her feet and heading toward the entrance.


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flickering in her clear eyes.