Blink and the days turned into weeks.

My life, ever since I carved in stone that I wanted my revenge against Liam, had been scheduled like I enlisted in the military.

It was strict, but fulfilling.

Especially with none other than Loretta Sinclair guiding me all the way like the mother I never had.

She taught me how to cry like it was a piece of cake, feel and show my emotions better, to walk into any studio as if God himself sent me there.

Even when I was with a vocal coach, Loretta was watching from a distance.

Then came the etiquette classes. It was not what I was...