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Roxy Wilde never planned to step into their world.
She was meant to stay behind her camera, capturing life from a distance, not living inside the frame she always controlled. But when a last-minute accident forces her father to send her on tour with one of the biggest musical groups in the world, her quiet summer turns into something she never asked for and can't easily leave.
The Jacksons are everything she is not used to , controlled chaos, and a presence that fills every room before they even speak. They are used to being watched, used to being known, and used to keeping their distance from everyone who tries to get too close.
Roxy tells herself she is only there to work, but
the longer she stays, the harder it becomes to separate the image from the people in it.
Especially when two of them start to blur the line between professional and personal in ways she never expected.
Marlon is quiet, distant in a way that feels intentional, like he exists slightly outside of where she keeps looking but still somehow always ends up in her frame. Michael is the opposite, bright, impossible to ignore even when she tries.
And between rehearsals, hotel rooms, city lights, and moments that feel too real to photograph properly, Roxy begins to realize that some stories don't stay behind the lens.
Some of them look back.