‘Hypnotize your own, OK?’ Charlotte started to stand up, still taking in details of the room around her. It looked like a dressing room, there was...a bunch of ‘normal’ clothing hanging from hooks, probably Paul’s outfits when he wasn’t up on stage hypnotizing people. (Oh, God, he’d hypnotized her up on stage, and he’d taken her back to his dressing room afterwards…Charlotte racked her brains, trying to think of anyone she’d told about where she was going to be that night.) Her own clothes,. Not to mention the tour. There just wasn't time to flyhome and see my family. I still talked to my parents now and then,mostly on the phone, but as with Am?lie, something else always came up.I suppose it was a weak excuse, but I had been indoctrinated in thecelebrity lifestyle- the celebrity existence. My life basically neverstopped. The tour was exhausting, the press junkets with their endlessflow of questions/accusations and the paparazzi that made it their lifegoal to document my existence-. More

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