Taylor’s shoulders slumped as reality sank in. He knew it was nothing but a dream. Stellara would never walk through those doors. In fact, he doubted he would ever meet her at all.

Seeing no possible way out of the crisis, the manager gave up all hope. He slumped onto the floor in complete defeat, ready to accept whatever terrible consequences were about to unfold.

Taylor had already accepted his impending career decline. By tomorrow morning, he wouldn’t be the beloved superstar millions of fans adored. He’d be the man responsible for a deadly stampede, his name forever linked with tragedy instead of music.

Drowning in hopelessness, Taylor quietly opened Stellara’s official music profile and began streaming her songs in sequence.

Stellara had only one official account in the world, used exclusively for releasing her musical compositions. Nothing else appeared on her feed. No matter how passionate or heated the fan discussions became in the comment sections, she remained completely absent from all interactions.

Her profile description was elegantly minimal, offering just a brief explanation of what her stage name represented: a distant star, beautiful but unreachable. This bare-bones account, with absolutely zero fan engagement from the artist herself, had somehow attracted hundreds of millions of devoted followers. As Stellara’s ethereal voice began flowing through the backstage speakers, a profound quiet descended upon everyone present.

Emmanuel and Lance wore expressions of deep concern. The thought of people getting crushed in a panicked stampede made their stomachs turn—even one person dying would haunt them for the rest of their lives. Since this entire disaster had begun with Taylor’s situation, they couldn’t help feeling partially responsible for whatever would happen next.

Feeling completely at a loss, both men looked toward Elliana for guidance. Elliana, however, remained perfectly composed, like a serene lake on a windless day. She studied Taylor carefully and asked, “Do you truly admire Stellara’s music?”

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Taylor raised his head to meet her gaze, and then quickly typed his response on his phone screen. “Of course. I’m her most loyal fan. I’d even give my life for her.”

Elliana nearly laughed. Who on earth wanted his life? Masking her amusement, she turned to the manager. “Are you sure the audience would calm down if Stellara appeared?”

“One hundred percent certain,” the manager responded without hesitation. “You’re not in the industry, so you don’t understand what she means to people. If she suddenly appeared…”

“At this venue tonight, the audience wouldn’t just forgive the technical problems—they’d consider themselves lucky for securing seats at her live performance.”

Elliana said nothing more in response. She simply rose from her seat and disappeared into the adjacent dressing room.

Half an hour later, she stepped out wearing a flowing white gown. A peculiar hat crowned her head, with a veil cascading from its brim to hide her face completely.

Everyone in the room stared in stunned confusion, trying to process what they were seeing.

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