The elevator doors opened to the top floor, and Amelia stepped out into a world of glittering light and pulsing music. The private suite overlooked the city skyline, a shimmering river of cars and neon stretching as far as the eye could see. The crowd was a mix of industry insiders, fellow artists, and a few lucky fans, but the vibe was more intimate than chaotic—a curated chaos she could actually enjoy.

"There she is!" A familiar voice called. She smiled when she saw JC Chasez, a member of NSYNC and one of her closest friends, weaving through the crowd towards her. A drink in one hand, and a grin that only he could pull off in the middle of a party. "You made it!"