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Chapters (40)
  1. Cover
  2. Serendipity
  3. Praise for Kris Bryant
  4. Bold Strokes Books Social Media
  5. Bold Strokes Books Newsletter Signup
  6. By the Author
  7. Acknowledgments
  8. Dedication
  9. Chapter One
  10. Chapter Two
  11. Chapter Three
  12. Chapter Four
  13. Chapter Five
  14. Chapter Six
  15. Chapter Seven
  16. Chapter Eight
  17. Chapter Nine
  18. Chapter Ten
  19. Chapter Eleven
  20. Chapter Twelve
  21. Chapter Thirteen
  22. Chapter Fourteen
  23. Chapter Fifteen
  24. Chapter Sixteen
  25. Chapter Seventeen
  26. Chapter Eighteen
  27. Chapter Nineteen
  28. Chapter Twenty
  29. Chapter Twenty-one
  30. Chapter Twenty-two
  31. Chapter Twenty-three
  32. Chapter Twenty-four
  33. Chapter Twenty-five
  34. Chapter Twenty-six
  35. Chapter Twenty-seven
  36. Chapter Twenty-eight
  37. Epilogue—One Year Later
  38. About the Author
  39. Books Available From Bold Strokes Books
  40. BOLDSTROKESBOOKS.COM

“She rubbed me wrong in Vegas, but during the tour of Top Shelf she was really nice. She even introduced me to Willow McAdams.”

Bristol couldn’t help the eye roll. “Look, I’m sorry, but she’s a chameleon. Once she realized you weren’t into flirting or impressed by expensive champagne, she changed her approach.” Bristol watched Annie’s face as she processed their very blunt conversation. It was a lot to digest. “Why don’t we take a break? I know we need to hit the road.”

“Yeah. I guess I have a lot to think about. Thank you for talking to me.”

“I’m really sorry for blowing you off. And I’ll talk to Lizzy about leaving you alone. You’re the first person I’ve connected with in a long time, and she’s probably jealous. It’s always been just us.”

“I’m sorry this hasn’t worked out the way you wanted it to, but you’ve been a role model for so many people, and your music has touched the hearts of millions. Know that what you’ve done in this world is beautiful.”

“Thank you for saying that.” Bristol was exhausted and wanted her to stay. She wanted to walk into Annie’s arms and just be held by somebody who gave a damn about her and not her career, but she didn’t know how to ask for comfort. Annie waved good night and walked off the bus as though Bristol hadn’t just poured her heart and soul out in the space between them.

“Ms. Baines? Are we ready to go?” Lou knocked on the door that Annie had just closed.

“We’re good, Lou. Thank you for waiting.” She dragged herself to her bedroom and locked the door. She didn’t care who rode with her on the bus as long as they left her alone.

* * *

The Angel/Devil tour was finally coming to an end. Bristol looked at the people who hustled around her and realized, as much as she appreciated their efforts, she was fine with not seeing them again for a very long time. Lizzy had given her a wide berth since their blowup and was very cordial and friendly when they did communicate.

None of this mattered anymore. In eight hours, she would be home. She and Lizzy had already discussed bonuses and had deposits ready to drop in everyone’s account by the morning. Lizzy had a meeting with Top Shelf after Labor Day to deliver the news that Bristol was dropping them as a label.

“Are you ready for tonight?” Dom asked. She was the only one who either was oblivious to the mounting tension or didn’t care.