She picked up her phone to find a string of messages from Elizabeth Wilson.
Elizabeth Wilson: “People are losing their minds online again.”
Elizabeth Wilson: “Stay off social media for a while, okay? Just focus on the competition.”
Elizabeth Wilson: “Seriously, listen to me—don’t read any of those crazy posts.”
Elizabeth Wilson: “Wait until after the competition to look. Don’t let it mess with your head.”
Elizabeth Wilson: “I mean it, please, promise me you won’t look.”
The moment Emily Blair read those messages, she knew something had gone wrong again.
She thought for a moment and easily guessed who was behind it. It was either Isabella Austin and her crowd, or one of the recently eliminated, bitter contestants who just couldn’t accept defeat. Or, more likely, both groups working together.
But Emily had weathered plenty of storms—she wasn’t the type to let online gossip get under her skin. She’d been through enough to know that internet rumors wouldn’t shake her resolve.
Sure, the Starlight Piano Competition was getting plenty of buzz, but it wasn’t exactly the talk of the whole country yet. The contest had only just begun; it was nowhere near the finals, so public attention was still manageable.
Even so, it took Emily a solid two minutes of searching before she found the relevant posts.

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