After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

Chapter

75

The rhythmic hum of the engines did little to soothe the whirlwind of emotions churning inside me.

Leo had been trying to reach me incessantly, his calls and messages flooding my phone.

Each one only added to the confusion and turmoil in my mind.

I hadn't yet figured out how I was going to face him, let alone what I would say when I did.

By the time we landed and checked into our hotel, I had

Paulated my emotions very smoothly.

The Serevia City tournament was coming up and I had to focus all my energies on it.

That night, while lying in the darkness of my hotel room, I couldn't sleep.

rious notes echoed in my head, preventing me from sleeping peacefully. I decided to go for a walk.

The hotel lobby was quiet, a few late-night travelers milling about, but my attention was drawn to a familiar figure seated at the grand piano in the

corner.

Rolin, his fingers dancing across the keys, was lost in the music, a serene expression on his face.

I had never seen him play before, and I was taken aback by how talented he was.

The music flowed from him effortlessly, filling the space with a melody that tugged at my heartstrings.

Rolin noticed me

asked, his fingers still moving over

I shook my

head.

"No, too

much

on

my mind," I admitted.

the empty space on the bench

don't you join me? We can play a duet, something to take your mind

thought of playing alongside him was too tempting

him, and together, we began

though we were playing four-handed,

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us, a conversation of notes and harmonies that seemed

little while, I lost myself in the melody, the weight on my shoulders lifting

ended, I let out a breath

I said,

like this, to compete at such a high

to me,

his voice sincere. "But do you remember

surprised by the

do," I replied

the human world because I couldn't stand the bullying from my adoptive parents and Alice. I stayed there for a while, trying to escape

his gaze distant as

time, you came across a man collapsed on the side of the road. You thought he was a homeless man and gave him the last of your food, didn't you?" He looked at me with a depth of meaning and emotion that I couldn't read, "Maybe you've

words hit me like a jolt, and I froze, the memory

had indeed encountered a bruised and battered youth in a

face hidden beneath a mess of hair and