Chapter 4

I surveyed the recording studio. I grabbed the box above the table. I examined the things inside then glanced around the room.

It looks like that’s all I use. My eye caught my own album on top of the stuff in the box.

My first self entitled album, at the back my songs are listed. There are fifteen songs in this album.

My eye caught another album in the box. This is my second album. On the back, the songs I wrote are listed.

Seventeen songs, seventeen break up songs …

“Your contract is over, why are you here?”

I sighed and rolled my eyes. I knew that irritating voice. I faced her.

He looked down at the box I was holding. “Oh, you’re cleaning up the trash.”

I tightened my grip on the box. Juliana is really annoying!

I fold it.

“Make sure that’s all your garbage. I don’t want to see you here to pick up the leftovers.”

Her eyes narrowed at the album I was holding in the other hand. My forehead furrowed as he took it from