Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“What? I…sing a song? On stage?”

“Yes, I mean it.”

“No way. Uncle Adalson, I don’t have any singing prowess, discovered or otherwise. They know I’m your niece and I’ll disgrace you. Please don’t!” Blair refused, trying to sound nice but ended up being blunt instead.

Adalson waved his hand, motioning for her to calm down.

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“Oh please! I remember you sing quite well. Just do your best. Go and prepare yourself now.”

“I sing quite well?’ Blair was completely flabbergasted.

“Uncle, I’m kind of tone-deaf. Please, I don’t want to sing on the stage and embarrass myself,” she pleaded, but to no avail. ‘With so many eyes on me, there’s no way I can sing! They will only laugh at me, ‘ she thought to herself.

Adalson tried to persuade her patiently, “Just Listen to me. The guy’s wooden-headed. You need to do something to stimulate him. You know, fall harder for you, or he wouldn’t know how good you are.”

With that topic brought up, Blair sighed, “Actually, there’s no need to do that, Uncle. He doesn’t love me. I don’t want to force him to love me back anymore. What’s more, I like the state we are in right now.

We’re getting along peacefully, at the very least.” She didn’t lie about anything. They were Living together in harmony for the moment; she could see him from time to time; and he treated her well and took her out for fun once in a while. She was content with all this. It didn’t matter to her anymore

whether she could become his girlfriend or not. She wanted some peace and quiet in her Life and she had it.

However, showing no signs of giving in, Adalson ignored her disagreement and dialed a number. Before the line was connected, he asked her, “What song are you going to sing? How about the song you sang with Joslyn Last time. You did quite well on that. What was its name again?” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Blair didn’t tell him the name.

“Uncle…I don’t want to sing a song.

Please.. she drawled, helpless.

She got what the man was trying to do and his intentions weren’t that bad. But she didn’t think it would work. She had had a fiance in the past, but Wesley wasn’t affected or stimulated by this. How could she hope to make any influence on him just by singing a song? She shook her head resignedly; she was sure it wasn’t going to work

As soon as the call got through, Adalson skipped all niceties and instructed the person on the other end, “Add one more program at the end of the show. The performer is Blair Johnson…”

“Uncle Adalson!” Blair pulled a crying face, trying hard to convince him to cancel. She hadn’t expected her uncle would be so bossy this time.

After ending the call, he comforted the girl, “You fool. I know how well you sing, which means either you lack confidence or are being overly modest. You really sing well. It’s decided already. Okay, you can go out now.”

Blair had no choice but to nod, sighing in defeat.

She continued to think about which song to sing continuously after she left Adalson’s office. Even after she had entered the venue with Wesley and sat down, her mind wasn’t made up. This was getting too late

So she had to ask for her best friend’s opinion.

“Joslyn, help! You’ve heard me sing so many times. Which song do you think I can sing?

Something easy you know, something I don’t suck at?”

As usual, Joslyn replied to her message in a heartbeat.

“Something you don’t suck at? Bless, you sing every song really well. But I Like to hear you sing ‘The Fish.’ You’re great at it!”