"ENCORE! ENCORE! ENCORE!"
One of the biggest stadiums in North America was filled to the brim with fans, thousands of phones raised above the crowd while Elisebeth's final note still shook through the air.
At least, they were trying to record her.
Most of them weren't even looking at their screens. Their hands swayed with the beat, their arms shook from excitement, and more than a few phones tilted at strange angles that would probably capture the ceiling, the lights, or the screaming stranger beside them.
No one cared, because Elisebeth had stolen the whole stadium's attention.
She stood at the center of the catwalk as if the entire venue existed just to show her off. Gold and rose lights washed over her, sliding across the wine-red dress wrapped around her body. The satin shone with every small movement, and the dress hugged her so well that the cameras had no choice but to chase her.
