Chapter 1
I sat at my desk, fiddling with the webcam until the angle showed the whole setup, from the edge of my bed to the chair where I planned to sit and perform.
The room felt quiet and dimly lit, with only the faint light from my laptop screen and the string lights draped over my headboard casting a soft glow on everything.
My pulse raced hard in my chest as I typed in my login details on the site, my fingers shaking just a little on the keys.
This was not new to me, but tonight hit different because the pressure was on.
Tuition bills were piling up and crushing me, and that crappy part-time gig at the coffee shop did nothing but barely scrape together enough for rent.
Streaming paid fast cash, especially when the viewers got hooked and the tips started flooding in during a soli
