Behind Closed Cameras(Falling for the Superstar)

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the keyboard. The walls around her were covered with torn pages, scribbled notes, pr

rating like she always did. "But in her eyes, he found the m

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ad developed a cult following online, especially her fictional redemption arc for the fall

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left behind. At seventeen, she was told she'd ag

nd chipped counters. It didn't pay much, but she saved every penny. Enough to enroll in a lo

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they could build a future. But the day after she gave him access to her savings-everythi

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weeks later. The owner went bank

nd boiling water on a camping stove. And she wrote. She wrote becau

ote a breakup song for a girl who ended up getting back with her ex. Harper didn't mind.

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ing about? I thought this

supposed to audition through videos and scripted monologues, show confidence and chemistry. I had to improvise. I told them you had the flu and

t now? You sent my writing t

of hundreds, Harper! They're bringing the top finalists to

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