Jc Lodge, Make It Up To You. (reggae) -

Tonight wasn't just another set. In the front row sat Marcus, the man she’d let walk away over a misunderstanding that seemed so small now.

Marcus stayed still, his arms crossed, but as the song reached the bridge, his shoulders dropped. The sway of the reggae beat was infectious, a literal heartbeat for the apology she was weaving. By the time the final dub-heavy bass note echoed out, the tension in the room had dissolved into a mellow glow. JC Lodge, Make it up to You. (Reggae)

"This one is for a special heart in the room," she whispered into the mic. Tonight wasn't just another set

JC stepped off the stage before the applause even faded. She didn't go to the dressing room. She walked straight to the edge of the stage, reaching out a hand. Marcus took it, the rhythm of the music still humming between their palms. The song was over, but the conversation had finally begun. The sway of the reggae beat was infectious,