Darkening Song – Delphine Seddon

In the last hotel I’d stayed in with Alora, the manager had filled our suites with white roses, sprayed with some kind of special preservative which meant they’d last forever. I sniffed at Ade’s flowers in an obligatory way. They smelled of nothing. ‘Thanks,’ I said. ‘They’re nice.’ I placed them down on the coffee table next to the empty cans. Warren fist-bumped me and asked how I was doing. ‘Tired,’ I said. ‘And hungry. The food in first class was like something a cat threw up.

I’m going to make something to eat then take a shower. You guys carry on, but maybe turn it down a bit, yeah?’ A strange, slightly nervy look passed across Ade’s face. ‘Oh, erm…’ he said. ‘Eva, maybe you shouldn’t go…’ But I was already making my way towards the kitchen. That’s when I saw them. I stood in the doorway surveying the room in dismay—the unpacked boxes and bags, on the floor, on the table, all over the counter, exactly where they’d been when I left.

Ade had followed behind me. I spun around to face him. ‘What the fuck?’ He edged past me, hastily picked up a couple of the boxes and balanced them on one knee. ‘I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting you home for another hour.’ ‘Another hour? You’ve had four weeks!’ ‘I’ve been busy.’ ‘Doing what? Playing superstar DJ for your only groupie?’ Ade laughed, which I found completely infuriating.

‘Are we having our first domestic?’ He tried to put his arms around me, but I shrugged them off. ‘It’s not funny. You don’t know what it’s like being on tour, on the move all the time, in different hotels practically every night—it’s really disorientating. Sometimes you’d give anything for one night in your own bed.

So when I finally come home I want to walk into a house which feels like my own, a tidy house, not a two-million-pound storage unit.’

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You may not make this e-book publicly available in any way. Copyright infringement is against the law. If you believe the copy of this e-book you are reading infringes on the author’s copyright, please notify the publisher at: us.macmillan.com/piracy. OceanofPDF.com This novel is dedicated to all women in music— past, present and future. OceanofPDF.com Dear Reader, For a long time I worked in the music business.

I have many treasured memories from those years and met some incredible people, a lot of whom remain friends. But it was (and remains) a boys’ club, so even back in the days when this book was nothing but a seed of an idea in my brain and heart, I knew I wanted to drop a partnership between two young women into that male-dominated environment and watch them navigate it on their own terms.

I have occasionally included a named famous person in the book’s fictional setting, but all other characters are entirely fictional and figments of my imagination and any similarities between any character and any real person, dead or alive, is pure coincidence. The fact that this is a work of fiction does not, however, detract from the very real nature and gravity of some of the topics in Darkening Song. So please do be aware that the following sensitive subjects are discussed in the book: anxiety, substance abuse, sexual assault and an off-page attempted suicide.

When they are described it is through the characters’ own words. I have made every effort to handle these sensitive subjects carefully and responsibly, but please be aware if they are personally challenging. Please also be aware that you are not alone. Help and support are available—I will include a list of resources on my website at delphineseddon.com on publication. Thank you so much for reading. Best wishes, Delphine x OceanofPDF.com ALORA I WRAP THE CURTAIN AROUND MY BODY.

It’s blush-pink velvet, soft like the skin of a peach. A repetitive triangular pattern is woven through the fabric in fine gold thread. The penthouse lights are off and I’m lurking in the shadows, watching them for once, tiny black dots in the street below. They carry their cameras on straps across their shoulders.

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