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

intently fixed on her, a fervent desire to

and determined visage, reminiscent of

to dance upon

foot no Longer hampered

touch, evoking a profound sense

gradually drifted into slumber, Jarrod’s words surged

was Waylen, his memories reclaimed

Rena’s piano performance, even his eyes

he had handled Elvira differently back then, Rena might not have suffered regrets and lost the opportunity to fulfill her

become a renowned pianist on the world

“if only” held

was to

Rena’s final note resonated, she slowly lowered her hands,

the sensation was hauntingly familiar,

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er heartstrings.

that moment, Waylen moved behind her, his warm palms gently settling on her

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