Bright lights had Bree blinking, but that was all right. This was the biggest audience she’d ever performed in front of. Over five hundred people dotted the auditorium in front of her. It was all surreal. Her heart was pounding out of her chest. She couldn’t wait to start her songs.
After graduating with her degree in musical arts a few months ago, Bree had taken a chance and moved to Nashville, Tennessee, one of the most popular places in the world to live if you were a musician and/or a songwriter. She was both. Now, after a huge amount of marketing and
“Good afternoon, we are here today on Nashville Rising Star with one of the newest voices in country music, Bree Matthews. Bree, it’s nice to have you with us.”“It’s nice to be here.” Bree took a few deep breaths and tried to still her racing heart. In the last year, she’d done a ton of interviews, but this was the biggest one to date. Alice Kingston was one of the most popular journalists in Nashville, and her show had a huge following. Bree was so thankful her agent, Zelda, was able to get this booking for her.
Sitting down at her laptop, Bree did a quick search for a getaway she might be able to fit into her schedule while she had the week off. The more she thought about going to the beach, the better it sounded. How long had it been since she had a real vacation? The cabin trip back in college definitely didn’t count. She imagined herself sitting by the ocean, sipping a drink, letting her toes sift the sand as seagulls circled overhead and the sound of the waves soothed her to sleep.“That’s it… I’m going to the beach!” Bree decided, do
The room was amazing! Bree had stayed in a lot of different places over the last year and a half since she’d started doing bigger gigs with more famous groups, but none of them had a beach a hundred yards outside of the room.Standing in the living area of the room, she could hear the ocean outside of the open windows and knew she would be able to hear it from the bed as well. The warm breeze billowed the white curtains, and she stood near the comfy couch and took it all in. She’d managed to get the dream vacation she’d been longing for, help out a f
She was sitting on a bench, a confused look on her face, staring at him like she had no idea what was going on. Trent hadn’t been looking for her, though he’d wondered a few times where she was at. Instead, he’d been out looking for Hank who’d just gotten into town a few hours ago and needed a chance to rest and get changed before he headed to the dinner. Still, with Bree sitting there, he’d killed two birds with one stone. Lilly hadn’t had time to go looking for her yet.“Trent?” Bree said, as he walked over. “Uh&
A horrible ache started in the pit of her stomach and rapidly spiraled through her inner organs out through her extremities until Bree’s entire body seemed to be on fire from the inside out. “Wait--what?” Maybe she hadn’t heard Trent correctly. Maybe this was all a joke. Hank was known for being a prankster. “Excuse me?”The fact that Trent’s blue eyes were focused on his shoes let her know she had heard him correctly, though. This wasn’t an awful dream. This was reality. He was marrying Monica Edge. “It’s me
It was evident which one was Monica the second Bree walked through the door. Not only was every eye in the room on the woman, she was stunning. She looked a little bit like Lilly in the face, but her hair was dark black and hung almost to her waist. She was so tall and thin, it was evident why she wanted to be a model. She looked like one. There was no longer a question in her mind why Trent wanted to be with her instead of Bree. While she’d always thought she was pretty enough, Monica was absolutely gorgeous.Lilly spotted her from across the room and came boun
Bree looked crestfallen, her eyes downcast, lost and out of place. Trent hated that he was the one who’d made her look that way. She was even more beautiful now than she had been the last time he’d seen her, that day at the convenience store when he’d insisted on stopping, despite his then-girlfriend’s objections. He’d seen Bree’s car, knew she was in town for Christy’s party, and wanted to see her even though he knew it wasn’t in his best interest.He hadn’t regretted seeing her, only that she didn’t want to
Bree woke up to the sound of the ocean calling her, both figuratively and literally. She sat up in bed and looked straight out at the crashing waves. It couldn’t possibly be that late as the sun was still in the process of painting the horizon with brilliant coral colors, but she wasn’t going back to sleep. It was hard enough to believe that she was awake now; everything that had happened the evening before seemed like a surreal dream.How could Trent be marrying her former roommate’s sister? How could Trent be marrying anyone at all? Even though she