Tawanna knew her mother was genuinely worried about her career and financial stability. However, her mother was unaware of the bigger picture—the attempted assassination Tawanna had narrowly escaped. For her, life itself had be far more important than fame or wealth.
Her mother, oblivious to these deeper concerns, continued her lecture. “Tawanna, you’re the most famous singer in the world! True sess means appealing to the majority. When most people like you, your value reaches its peak. Right now, the world is firmly supporting LGBT rights. If you refuse to publicly align yourself with these values, you risk alienating the mainstream.”
Tawanna’s patience was wearing thin. “Mom,” she said sharply, “have you ever stopped to consider that the winner isn’t always the loudest supporter of popr causes? Sometimes, they win because they stay true to themselves.”
Her mother was stunned into silence, but Tawanna didn’t wait for a response. She had finally spoken her truth, and no amount of lecturing would change her mind.
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Her mother hesitated, clearly taken aback, before continuing. “But do you even know who your real audience is? Those people you’re trying to appease—do they support you? They won’t lift a finger to defend you, and they certainly won’t contribute a single cent to your career. Why would you want to align with them? It’s like inviting trouble for no reason.”
She pressed on, her tone firm. “The election results just came out, and today you chose to stay silent. That silence will confuse your supporters. They’ll think you’re trying to appease the other side. Meanwhile, the other side will see you as nothing more than a fence-sitter. Now you’re being criticized from both camps online, and if you end up alienating everyone, the fallout could be catastrophic for your career.”
Tawanna listened, her expression growing tight. She hadn’t expected her decision to spark such an intense reaction from her mother. Though annoyed, she chose not to interpret her mother’s concern in a negative light. “Mom,” she said with measured patience, “I have my own ns for how to handle this. Please don’t worry. I just finished my performance and haven’t even removed my makeup yet, so I can’t keep talking. By the way, I’ll be staying in China for a while—I have ten concerts lined up here. I won’t be returning to the U.S. anytime soon. I’ll let you know when I n toe back. That’s all for now. Bye.”
Her mother’s voice rose sharply. “What?! Ten concerts? Howe I didn’t know anything about this? What on earth—”<fna899> ?????? ???? FιndＮovel</fna899>
Tawanna ended the call before her mother could finish.
Sighing, she turned to Trevor, who had been quietly watching her from the side. “Trevor, do you think my mother is more concerned about me, or about my so-called future?”
Trevor’s voice was gentle as he replied, “I think she sees you and your future as one. Given the bacsh you’re facing online, it’s only natural for her to be worried about both.”
Tawanna nodded, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “She only sees the morous parts of my life. She doesn’t know about the dirt and danger thate with it. My decision wasn’t just about doing what I feel is right—it’s also about survival. As Mr. Ye said, to truly escape the grip of certain people, I need the winner’s support. So even if I have to endure criticism for now, it’s worth it. Living well is more important than public approval. For the next ten concerts in China, I’ll stick to what I’ve started: no unnecessaryments, no reckless opinions. I just hope that by the end of these shows, I’ll have secured the winner’s help.”
Trevor looked at her with admiration, sensing the strength beneath herposed exterior. Tawanna had made her choice, and she was willing to bear the consequences for the sake of her future.