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So Elena did. Not on the main stage. Just to the small booth by the window, where the streetlamp outside cast a soft glow. She sat there in her burgundy dress, her hair growing past her ears, and she let herself be seen.

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"I'm not a performer," Lena mumbled.

The weeks that followed were not a montage. There was no magical makeover, no triumphant walk down the street to swelling music. There was the tedious, terrifying work of becoming. There were doctor's appointments and letters of recommendation. There was coming out to her boss, who was awkward but kind. There was the phone call to her mother, which ended in tears—both hers and her mother's—and the words "I need time." So Elena did

But there was also The Starlight.