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

a fervent desire to claim

tender and determined visage, reminiscent of Alexis, called to him

Rena’s fingers began to dance upon

her foot no Longer hampered

effortlessly beneath her touch, evoking a profound sense

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

was Waylen, his memories reclaimed

Rena’s piano performance, even his

back then, Rena might not have

could have become a renowned pianist on the

held

desired now was to ensure her safe

resonated, she slowly lowered her hands, her heart heavy with

hauntingly familiar, tugging at

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