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In the very center stood a girl in a black mermaid gown, serenely holding her violin. Her notes rippled through the crowd, cleansing their hearts with an ethereal touch.

I stared at the beautiful, elegant figure on stage–it was Isabelle.

She’d traded her usual casual clothes for a graceful, refined gown. She looked like a goddess straight out of a painting–romantic and stunning.

“Wow, her whole vibe has changed,” Ryan whispered in my ear, sounding genuinely impressed.

“She’s really beautiful,” I said, genuinely impressed.

Her youth was her greatest asset–no matter what, she always looked radiant and full of life.

At first, Isabelle didn’t look down at the audience. But then, she must have spotted Edward, because her voice almost cracked. Still, she pulled herself together fast, thanks to her training.

When the song ended, the crowd was still in a daze.

The host’s enthusiastic voice broke the silence, officially kicking off the show.

Back when I used to hang out with the society ladies, I’d been to plenty of art shows and musicals, so I didn’t feel out of place at all.

Ryan was slouched back in his chair, looking like he was just here to show support. He had that irreverent, playful vibe–honestly, I doubted he was even listening to the music.

Edward was leaning back too, eyes closed as the music played.

‘What could he be thinking?‘ I wondered.

After that, there was a whole lineup of performances–some group numbers, some solos, and even a couple of well–known singers who showed up to perform. There were also a few dance routines, each one absolutely amazing.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the stage. Music really does work its magic on the soul.

had to take a few important calls, so

restroom.

was my first time here, and as soon as I stepped out,

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a beat. I turned around to see Edward standing there–not sure when he’d

behind me.

I said, and started

neither of us

my chest. I was hoping he’d just leave me alone,

more nervous around him than I

just–with Ryan between us, any feelings we might have

restroom for a while, stalling.

made my way back to the hall and saw Isabelle stepping off the stage to greet everyone. The Lynn family was gathered around her like she was their pride and joy, all smiles, and the person they

Isabelle stammered, so excited she could barely get the words out, You could tell

nodded at her. “Your performance

I get a bouquet from you?” Isabelle, young but gutsy, asked

for a second, then said, “Sorry, I didn’t get

dad anyway. Could you give them to me later?” Isabelle spun around, snatched the bouquet from her dad, and stuffed it

him with those big, hopeful eyes–so pitiful and cute that anyone would have a hard time saying

Lynn. “This is

grinned from ear to ear. “Mr. Jennings,