The Song He Wrote for Me Last

June Reyes wrote every song Callum Nash ever sang, and for six years, that was enough. Then he stood on the Grammy stage with someone else's ring and called it a favor to the label. She closed the door on him and never told a soul. Now Callum has booked the studio next to hers, and the only person alive who knows how his record should sound is the woman he erased. He doesn't ask her to forgive him. He gives her back her name on the credits, the truth about his marriage, and a public statement that ends his career's safest arrangement. June has spent three years learning that being loved is less important than being credited. Callum learns to wait. And a year later, in an empty room with a piano, she plays him something new.