“So, I’ve been recording short songs and posting them on social media. It started as a little hobby because I like to sing, and the acoustics in my bathroom are pretty great. Anyway, in less than a year, I’ve grown to just over three million followers.”

“What?” Maeve demands, reaching for her phone. “Mary Margaret, why didn’t you tell us?”

“It’s just a little—”

“Hobby,” Shawn finishes and crosses his arms over his chest.

“Right. Anyway, Cam accidentally found out about it, and then he called Leo and surprised me with a recording day in the studio with Nash.”

“This is incredible,” Stasia says and dances a little jig. “Leo’s the best. And you’re the best. Let’s listen to the song.”

“Wait, you guys know Leo Nash?” Brian asks Rachel. “That’s, like, really cool.”

I swallow hard and look over at Cameron.

“Share it with them. It’s beautiful.”

“You’ve heard it?” Lexi asks.

“Just the rough cut,” I explain. “But it’s been remastered now. This is the final version. For the album—and the radio.”

“The freaking radio?” Izzy demands. “They’re releasing the single?”

“Yes. I think it’s going to be the first single off the album.”

“This is the coolest thing ever,” Rachel says, bouncing in her seat. “Play it.”

“We have to hear it,” Maeve agrees. “Now. I’m dying here.”

“Okay.” Butterflies invade my stomach as I open my email.

“Wait,” Hunter says, holding up a hand. “Not there. We need to listen to this the right way. We can tether your phone to my sound system.”

“Excellent idea,” Cam says and reaches for my cell. Within seconds, the two men have it connected through Bluetooth to the speakers that are all over the house. “Ready?”

“Oh, God, I’m going to hyperventilate,” I mutter and wipe my hand down my face. “Okay. Hit play.”

Cam kisses my forehead and leans over to whisper in my ear. “Don’t worry, it’s fantastic. They’re already so proud of you.”

With the tap of Cam’s thumb on my phone screen, the room fills with music. Piano, followed by the addition of guitar, and then Leo’s voice.

I join him at the chorus, and everyone around me smiles widely. The song builds through the second chorus, just me, and then the bridge.

It’s such a beautiful song, and Leo was right. It’s fantastic.

“Again,” Da says when it ends, and Cam presses play once more. Halfway through, Maeve and Shawn are singing along, and by the end of it, I’m swept up in hugs and love, and we’re back to celebrating again.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me,” Maeve says.

“I’ve been a little busy,” I remind her. “It’s good, isn’t it?”