Chapter 133

Avery's hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail, and she was dressed in a blue denim jacket over a long white dress.

With her guitar in her arms, she took a seat on the high stool placed at the center of the stage.

As she adjusted the mic stand in front of her, the room lights dimmed, and she was illuminated by the light of the spotlight that was trained on her.

The melodic strumming of Avery's guitar began to echo through the hall, followed by her angelic singing.

Her gaze did not search the crowd for anyone in particular, but she could feel a pair of eyes watching her intently.

Avery shut her eyes to immerse herself in her performance.

Soon after, the stage lights lit up and a colorful wave of flower petals floated down from the ceiling.

The audience burst into wild, frenzied cheers.

Avery opened her eyes, her thick lashes fluttering.

Her face was a picture of bewilderment as petals rustled down in front of her eyes.

Nobody told her that there would be a flower shower du

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