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

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

and determined visage, reminiscent of Alexis, called

began to dance upon the

flawlessly, her foot no

flowed effortlessly beneath her touch, evoking a profound sense

words surged

his memories reclaimed in

performance, even his eyes blazed

had handled Elvira differently back then, Rena might not have suffered

have become a renowned

held

now was to

she slowly lowered her hands, her heart

hauntingly familiar, tugging at

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er heartstrings.

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

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