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.

investigated her

gaze intently fixed on her, a fervent

and determined visage, reminiscent

to dance upon the

flawlessly, her foot no Longer hampered

note flowed effortlessly beneath her touch, evoking a

gradually drifted into slumber, Jarrod’s words surged through his consciousness, returning

his memories reclaimed

performance, even his eyes blazed

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

become a renowned pianist on the

“if only” held

he desired now was to ensure

note resonated, she slowly lowered her hands,

hauntingly familiar,

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er heartstrings.

her, his warm palms gently settling on her slender

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