The bar quieted as she stepped onto the stage—a blonde with green eyes that burned through the haze. Jax leaned against the wall, intrigued. She didn’t wait for an introduction, just took the mic and sang. Her voice was haunting, raw, and it cut through the noise like a blade. When she finished, she stepped down and brushed past him, her fingers grazing his arm. “You felt that, didn’t you?” she murmured, her voice low and electric. Jax turned, but she was already disappearing into the crowd
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