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"So you can't talk, huh?"

You shake your head.

The producer standing before you scoffs. "Then what the hell are you doing at a recording studio?"

You roll your eyes and make a heart symbol with both of your hands.

"Oh, that's your husband in there?" The guy asks, nodding to the studio door behind him.

Husband.

Well, it's not like you can tell him otherwise.

So you nod.

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