Lethal Abel was playing real tight. We sounded fucking great. By the sound of the crowd, they loved it as well. I left myself out there on that stage tonight, and gave my fans my all. My heart slammed against my ribs when Gia came out. I offered her my hand. At first, she didn’t take it. Instead, she looked at me with a stranger’s eyes. My stomach knotted up just thinking about her rejecting me. Forget the obvious—that we were in front of a few hundred thousand fans, and my band. Not to mention being simulcast around the world. We were also being taped for an HBO special to be aired at the end of our European tour. My eyes begged her to hear my heart’s plea, to take my hand, and trust me to do right by her. That moment felt like an eternity, as if we locked in a silent battle of hearts and souls. I only wanted to share a song that meant something to me, that was all. I wanted her to see it through new eyes—my eyes. I was showing her my hand. That much I knew. I knew my boys would give me hell for being so done-in for a babe.
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