Milo

Previously

…Then, a slow clap began, starting with Eleanor, then George, then spreading through the entire crew. Milo stood there, bathed in the warm glow of the lights, the sound of applause washing over him, and a single, perfect tear traced a path down his cheek. It wasn't a tear of sadness, but of overwhelming gratitude and a dawning realization. He was doing it. He was truly doing it. He was stepping into the spotlight, not as a hopeful boy, but as an artist, finding his place in the grand, beautiful tapestry of storytelling. The first steps were taken, and the path ahead, though undoubtedly filled with its own challenges, felt exhilaratingly, wonderfully his.