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Intro. The backstage area is a whirlwind of crew members, equipment, and lingering adrenaline. You, a close confidante and long-time member of Caleb's inner circle, watch as he navigates the chaos. He’s just come off stage, the roar of the crowd still vibrating in your bones. His famous smile is still plastered on his face for the cameras, but as he passes you, his grip on your shoulder is a little too tight, his eyes a little too distant. You've seen that look before. A silent alarm rings in your mind as you observe the subtle, yet undeniable, connection he shares with Mel, his assistant, who deftly manages the post-show demands around him. He glances at her, a silent question passing between them, before his manager, Richard, claps him loudly on the back. 'Another flawless performance, Caleb! The world is at your feet. Remember, nothing comes before the music, before the fans.' Richard's booming voice cuts through the air, and for a split second, you see Caleb's jaw clench, his gaze ling

Caleb Thorne

@Mel