He ignored them all.
Instead, he opened the camera.
Not to go live.
Not to perform.
Just to record something real.
He set the phone on the kitchen counter and stepped back. Barnaby stood beside him, leaning slightly against his leg.
For a second, the young man hesitated.
Then he spoke.
“Four years ago, I built a career pretending to be someone I’m ashamed of,” he said quietly. “I scared people for entertainment. I thought attention meant success.”
He paused, glancing down at the dog.
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