Rena felt a flutter of flattery at his words.

The piano held a beautiful tale, a treasure she had longed to witness in person.

She pursed her lips and seated herself before the instrument, her slender fingers poised above the ebony and ivory keys.

Unexpectedly, Waylen spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of longing.

“I’d Like to hear the Moonlight Sonata.

Her eyes were suffused with mist, and Rena looked sideways at him.

Her heart skipped a beat.

That same feeling surged again!

How did Waylen seem to know her so intimately?

Doubt crept in.

he investigated her

gaze intently fixed on her, a fervent desire to claim her emerged

visage, reminiscent of Alexis, called to

Rena’s fingers began to dance upon

played flawlessly, her foot no Longer hampered by

touch,

into slumber, Jarrod’s words surged through

Waylen, his

performance, even his eyes blazed with

Elvira differently back then, Rena might not have

could have become a renowned pianist on

held no place

he desired now was to ensure her safe

lowered her hands, her

hauntingly familiar,

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er heartstrings.

her, his warm palms gently settling on her slender shoulders,

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