CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED AND TWENTY EIGHT – GOING HER OWN WAY

The revelation sent a shockwave through the group. Suddenly, their personal dramas seemed small in comparison to the larger threat they were facing. "We need to stop them," Ian said, determination creeping into his voice. "Not just for us, but for all the other artists they've hurt." Molly nodded in agreement. "But how? We're barely holding it together as it is." They fell silent, the weight of the task ahead settling over them. Then, almost in unison, they turned to look at the empty space where Jasmine's workspace used to be. "We need her," Marty said softly. "We need all of us." Ian pulled out his phone, hesitating for a moment before dialing. "I'll call Kendra. It's time we put everything on the table and figured this out together." As Ian stepped away to make the call, Molly turned to Marty. "What about Jasmine? Do you think she'll come back?" Marty sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "I don't know. But we have to try. We're not the Lima Five without her."