Stolen Melody, A Love Betrayed

My fiancé, Jake, and my sister, Brittany, stole the song I had poured my soul into for three years. It was my masterpiece, the one that was supposed to define our careers together.

I heard their entire plan through the half-open door of the recording studio.

"It' s the only way you' ll win the Vanguard Award, Brit," Jake insisted. "This is your one shot."

My own family was in on it. "She' s the talent, I know, but she can' t handle the pressure," Brittany said, quoting our parents. "It' s better this way, for the family."