Angela cleared her throat. "I agree that timing is important, but I think we should be strategic about this. Maya, you're not just a viral video. You're a legitimate talent. That means we can build something sustainable, not just chase quick attention."
She pulled out her own folder. "I've worked with several classical musicians who've crossed over into mainstream recognition. The key is balancing the commercial opportunities with maintaining artistic credibility."
"And that's where I come in," Dr. Martinez said. She didn't have any folders or flashy presentations. She just looked at Maya with those kind, knowing eyes. "Maya, I've been authorized by the conservatory's board to make you an offer. We want you back: full scholarship covering not just tuition, but living expenses as well. You'd be able to finish your degree properly this time, without financial stress."
Maya felt tears prickling her eyes. "Dr. Martinez, I... I don't know what to say."
"The conservatory failed you," the dean continued. "We should have done more to help when you were struggling. We shouldn't have let financial circumstances push out one of our most talented students. This is our chance to make that right."
"But she doesn't need a degree now," James interjected. "She has immediate opportunities for—"