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• Mallory's Melody   Part 2/Chapter 37

  He who sacrifices his conscience to ambition burns a picture to obtain the ashes

• Mallory's Melody   Chapter 35

  Mallory had never been the type to attract people, In fact, with how judgmental Cole had taught her to be, she steered them away.Stay away from worldly people'he'd said, They will do no good but choke out the light in you, Mal. Let them know point-blank what your values are, else they'd influence you with theirs. Don't hesitate to tell them you don't want their friendship. And mean it!

• Mallory's Melody   Chapter 34

  When he saw her coming up close from atop the airy balcony, he knew that alas, things were working in his favor. He'd known she would come, was rest-assured of it. Those as ambitious and drunk in the prospect of stardom as she was, would find great difficulty in rejecting his offer because then they'd be rejecting a part of themselves, that bite-size yet predominant part that made up their identity—The raging hunger for fame, and the insuppressible wanting to turn their dreams into a reality. Those two combined, birthed something indomitable, made them absolutely invincible to accomplishing their aspirations. To them, anything that wasn't in accordance with that was not worth the chase. His years of examining throngs of them had deepened his understand

• Mallory's Melody   Chapter 33

  ERIC ROSSI'S LOG CABIN WAS NESTLEDin the thickest parts of Brosway wood, hinged on a temper, rocky hill, and flanked by tall, prying trees. It was a structure Eric's family had owned for years gone, established in favor of the introversion that ran through the Rossi's blood, the nearly inhuman desire to separate themselves from the rest of humanity. Weird as it was, they'd created the cabin to only accommodate one person per period. And now, for the first time in decades, it would accommodate two.

• Mallory's Melody   Chapter 32

  "Can't anything go right around here!" William swept his hand through the length of his office desk, in a swift, fluid motion that sent the objects topping it flying in all directions, hither and thither—Pencil-sharpener toppling and marring the immaculate white ground with conspicuous specks of charcoal pencil shavings; an antic flower vase, now nothing but shards of ceramic, sprinkled all over the floor like confetti; Paper documents strewing his office as though an inherent part of the tiles—His phone was the only object at a near distance that wasn't damaged. He'd preserved it from the fate of its fellow objects, now by products of his wrath. No, he couldn't tamper with it, as the audition's results lay in it — the only source.

• Mallory's Melody   Chapter 31

  Eric Rossi was God-sentMallory had known the moment she saw his Caller-id blink on her phone. Before that, she'd been in all the ways shattered, sprawled on her bed, and still marred from the unpleasant incident she'd faced with Cole yesterday. But all that changed when Eric called, roused her to something that epitomized a sliver of hope. She'd wiped her tears when he muttered certain words over the phone, a suggestion of some sort, something that actually seemed more appealing than drenching her pillow in a river of tears&m