JUDE
Our first-ever sold-out concert.
And I can't stop crying.
My hand towel is soaked from all the water that has been splashed my way, and now tears. At least, with the water trickling down my face, I can appear not to be crying, even though my eyes and nose are red.
I just can't believe it. I pocket the towel in the back of my jeans and look at the arena. It's fully packed, the thumps of our ravens making the ground vibrate, the light sticks all making it appear as if they are floating stars.
Even though I can't hear them from my ear-in, I know that they are loud.
The whole night has been one big success. From the games to the performance that riled up everyone, to the arena itself, and the stage. Woo wasn't kidding when he said he was going to go all out.
