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

intently fixed on her, a fervent

tender and determined visage, reminiscent

Rena’s fingers began to dance upon

her foot no Longer hampered by

touch, evoking a

surged through his consciousness, returning his memories to

Waylen, his memories reclaimed in

Rena’s piano performance, even his

not have suffered regrets and lost the opportunity to fulfill

could have become a renowned pianist on the

held no place in

was to ensure her

resonated, she slowly lowered

was hauntingly familiar, tugging

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