Jc Lodge, Make It Up To You. (reggae) -

As the drummer tapped out the count, the horns flared with a warm, brassy greeting. JC stepped into the spotlight. The heat of the stage lights met the cool breeze from the ceiling fans. She didn’t look at the crowd; she looked straight at him.

“Let me make it up to you,” she cooed, her vibrato catching the smoke in the air. JC Lodge, Make it up to You. (Reggae)

The rhythm dropped—a classic, swaying lovers rock groove. Her voice slid over the music like honey over warm toast. She sang about the long nights, the pride she was ready to drop, and the simple, soulful promise to fix what was broken. As the drummer tapped out the count, the

Tonight wasn't just another set. In the front row sat Marcus, the man she’d let walk away over a misunderstanding that seemed so small now. She didn’t look at the crowd; she looked straight at him

"This one is for a special heart in the room," she whispered into the mic.