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She laughed, the first real, free laugh in years. “Keep it.”

A record executive from the real Hit Records stood up. “Who is that?”

He offered her a hand. “Can I give you a ride, Cinderella?” A Cinderella Story- Once Upon A SongHD

Mira was about to announce the winner—her own band, of course—when the stage lights flickered. A single spotlight swung to the side of the stage. Katie walked out, heart in her throat, and sat on a simple wooden stool.

“You’ve got the spark, kid,” he said one afternoon, handing her a demo CD of her own original song, “One Day in the Sun.” “The annual ‘Silver Spotlight Showcase’ is next week. Mira’s using it to launch her new boy band. But the rules say anyone can submit a song anonymously. Submit this.” She laughed, the first real, free laugh in years

But Mira had other plans. When she discovered the anonymous submission—a gorgeous, raw ballad that made her manufactured pop sound like static—she flew into a silent rage. She didn’t know it was Katie’s. She just knew it was a threat.

He grinned. They drove off into the Nashville night, the broken tape recorder finally playing a perfect, unbroken melody. Once upon a song, Katie Gibbs stopped cleaning up other people’s dreams—and started singing her own. “Can I give you a ride, Cinderella

Every morning, before the sun peeked over the Nashville skyline, she’d hum into a broken tape recorder while scrubbing the floors of her stepmother’s glitzy, soulless recording studio, Silver Sound Records . The studio was a monument to auto-tune and manufactured pop stars. Katie was its ghost—a seventeen-year-old with a voice like honey and whiskey, buried under a mop bucket and her stepmother’s disdain.