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Your Paradise: Listen To My Song

Fans chanting your name, makeup artists and stylists swarming you and creating a beauty out of this world, your music playing on tv, and most of all, becoming someone's paradise...that's what Ishihara Minami had wanted since she was 12 years old. An avenue to someone's healing process, a comfort to those who needed it, all the while looking like a princess and being loved by many. It sounded like heaven. It seemed like thousands of girls just like her managed to live out this dream that seemed so far it almost felt like it was made-up. They made it look easy....but who knew it would be so hard. With so many people out to get you and willing to use you as a stepping stone, it seemed impossible to stay genuine in such a place. The road to her dream of becoming an idol that was filled with a roller coaster of emotions and constant lies, even she wonders if this dream will ever come into her grasp. "How far are you willing to go?" "I'll do anything." "Just like they did to you?" "No....I'll do it better than all of them combined."

Thalia_Ilace · Teenager
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125 Chs

Ch 120: My Family

 Yuu sat in his chair, arms crossed, and eyebrows furrowed as he stared at Minami who was sitting happily across from him.

 Being always busy with work and constantly on the go, she'd seemed exhausted before, then with her constant sickness that came along with her pregnancy, most nights she had not gotten much sleep.

 For the first time, in a long time, Minami seemed to be calm and happy, she seemed to be at complete peace.

 Seeing her demeaner, most of his anger subsided, although that didn't change the fact that he was extremely hurt she'd left him out of such a momentous occasion and decision.

 Minami pretty much knew what was coming.

 They were about to have a fight, probably a very big one, but regardless, she felt confident in her decision in going forth without him.

 She leaned back and waited for him to begin.

 Yuu bit the side of his cheek, his mouth contorted, as he tried to form his wording carefully in his head.