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Her record label and PR people and h ti her innocence to the the pictures that had leaked over the holidays last year--horrible pictures that still seeht they were finally buried

After working nearly twenty-four hours a day for years to try to get people to listen to her music, she’d been overjoyed to see her work pay off with her first nuh everyone had warned her that the business would chew her up and spit her out if she wasn’t careful, she’d believed it was different for her, that she was sood people

Until the day she trusted the wrong one

Kenny had been so char, so sweet at first, that she’d fallen for him hook, line, and sinker But he’d used emotions like barter and she’d soon realized the only way to keep hiive in to soirl

A thousand times since then--no, more like a million--she’d asked herself how she could have been so naive Naive enough that when he’d sold his story of wild nights with the pop star, co of her on his cell phone, she’d actually been shocked

Well, she’d learned her lesson Big tiood-looking, persuasive men

Nicola caught a glance of herself in sweatpants and a tank top in the full-length irl she was After a grueling day of rehearsing danceplans included watching a Laverne & Shirleyand she realized she’d forgotten about the ice creaht like this, she siy to care that the hotel staff et on Twitter and tell the world about it

No question about it, chocolate ice creaht

She opened the door "Hi"

The guy looked at her, then actually looked over her shoulder for the real Nico Finally, he looked back at her, his features twisting toward recognition as he stared "I’ve got your room service, Nico"

She stepped aside so that he could wheel in the big tray, even though she could easily have just picked up the container on top