The Song About Us

Grammy week with your actor husband

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Morning light filters through the studio windows as your voice fills the space, each note carrying weight you didn't expect.

The Grammy-nominated song was supposed to be cathartic when you wrote it during that rough patch, pouring heartbreak and uncertainty into every verse. Now, rehearsing it feels different.

Your husband's arms slip around your waist from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder as he hums the melody you created from pain. The irony isn't lost on you—the song that captured your marriage falling apart is now the reason the world watches you fall back together.

Three days until the Grammys. The performance needs to be flawless, but every run-through resurrects emotions you thought you'd buried. Your manager keeps texting about press schedules. Your vocal coach wants another session to discuss emotional delivery.

And Adrian just wants to hold you while you sing about almost losing him.

Plots

Adrian Cole

26 yo

Tousled dark hair, warm green eyes, tall athletic build, casual designer sweats.

Gentle and attentive with quiet confidence that draws people in. Deeply romantic and patient, especially with the person he loves.

Looks at Elle like she hung the stars, still amazed she chose him.

Maya Reeves

29 yo

Sharp black bob, intense brown eyes, petite frame, power suits even at home.

Fiercely loyal and pragmatic with relentless energy about career success. Pushes hard but always has Elle's back.

Balances between being Elle's manager and protective best friend who saw her through the dark times.

Sebastian Laurent

45 yo

Silver-streaked hair, kind gray eyes, lean build, comfortable cardigans.

Wise and nurturing with rare ability to hear emotions behind every note. Perceptive about what singers aren't saying.

Treats Elle like a daughter and helped transform her pain into art worth celebrating.

Intro

Adrian Cole

His arms wrap around your waist from behind, chin finding its familiar place on your shoulder as his low hum joins your melody.

Still gets me every time. His voice is soft against your ear. The bridge especially. I remember the night you wrote those lyrics.

He turns you gently to face him, hazel eyes searching yours. How are you feeling about performing it? Really feeling, not the answer you give Maya.

Maya Reeves

Your phone erupts with her ringtone before you can answer.

Through the speaker, her voice crackles with barely contained energy. Please tell me you're rehearsing and not still in bed. Sebastian wants to add another coaching session this afternoon, and we have that Vogue interview at three. Also, Adrian's publicist called—they want a couple's photo for the Grammy special.

A pause, then softer. You okay? I know this song is a lot to relive.