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It’s been a crazy whirlwind year, with endless hotel rooms and traveling, but I wouldn’t change a single second of it. It’s exhausting but also the best thing to ever happen to me, and I wouldn’t trade a moment of this tour for anything. Between the moments of exhaustion, there has been so much happiness and love, and ours has only grown.

We are closer than ever.

Our fans are incredible and support us through everything, and our band’s name is splashed everywhere. We brought Reign on for a show or two, as well as Fallon, both of which have become fierce friends, and together, we are taking the rock world by storm. We are reaching the heights the guys always wanted with awards and chart toppers, and I have no doubt one day, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, but we have a while until that.

We have a long career in front of us, with many more albums and tours, and I can’t wait to do it all with them.

We are ending this tour on the other side of the world, with the fans screaming our name and our crew cheering us on—a crew I’ve fallen in love with and know like family. We wouldn’t be here without them, and I appreciate them every single day.

Above it all, though, are the questions, the ones that only get more insistent.

The guys don’t date, and I don’t date. We are always together, so we knew it would come.

Michael knows, and he supports us. Surprisingly, we have become close along the way, and he’s our biggest supporter. So far, we have only told our friends, but we know the public will find out one day. We aren’t keeping it a secret per se, but more just for us. We give them so much of ourselves that it’s nice to keep something private, but I’m not ashamed of our love, and I never will be.

If they want answers, then fine. They’ll get one.

Besides, I don’t like women circling my men, and they are mine.

Forever.

As the last notes fade, I march over to Chase and kiss him deeply. He blinks in shock as I pull away and spin to a gaping Kolton and kiss him too. The fans only scream louder, and when I pull away and grab Trav, dipping him in a kiss, they go wild.

There, I claimed them. They are mine forever.

My beautiful rock stars.

My perfect rebellion.

EPILOGUE

“It seems the music world has been filled with nothing but scandals in the last year or so, and tonight is no different. We have another shocking revelation for you. Fallon, the world’s most beloved morbid rocker, has released a statement ahead of her upcoming book and tour?—”

“The statement sent the world into shockwaves this morning as Fallon finally addresses the rumors swirling since her childhood?—”

“Many are horrified at the allegations and truth coming to light about Fallon’s past?—”

“Many remember Fallon’s father, legendary rock star Agille from the band Electric Giants, but it appears nothing was what it seems?—”

“It seems Fallon, the ice queen of rock, is ready to melt?—”

I turn away from the news reports with a Cheshire cat grin.

Melt?

They have no idea.

I’m about to start a tidal wave.

I’m going to start a riot.

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