Chapter 80

My father had a natural grace about him, a cool, almost regal demeanor that complemented the melancholic tunes he played.

His features were as delicate as they were striking, giving him an air of untouchable beauty, like a prince in a tragic fairy tale. Morris said, "If one person could pick up this trophy twenty-four years from now, I think that person would be you."

He looked at me, his eyes determined.

I responded in a low voice, "I'll do my best."

the time I responded, the fifth contestant had already taken the stage and started playing, and the crew ushered me off to get set up.

I felt a surge of adrenaline, my heart racing even faster now.

I stood up and made my way backstage to prepare.

I went backstage and tried to play like I usually do by visualising the piano in my head, but failed.

Because when I tried to do so, my fingers trembled slightly and my hands felt cold, a result of the nerves that were now taking hold.

I took deep breaths, trying to steady myself, but the anxiety clung to me like a shadow.

Suddenly, I felt a warm hand gently take mine, the touch grounding me instantly.

I turned, surprised to see Leo standing behind me.

His presence was unexpected, especially given the tension between us recently.

"What brings you here?"

I asked, my voice a mix of surprise and confusion.

a lot of business with your pack this time of

curled into a faint smile, one that seemed to carry a thousand unsaid words, yet the emotions

a lot waiting for me to handle.

his gaze soft

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us. My Luna is about to compete in such an important tournament,

warm hand tightened around mine, like he was silently trying to offer me strength and

and low, "and that's made us drift apart. I shouldn't have lashed out

meeting his earnest

nothing

the time for

pushed

go on stage, and you should get back to your duties as

and

on the top of my

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I looked up, his eyes met mine with a fondness

murmured,

his arms around my waist,

look beautiful today,"

on

a t-shirt and jeans, no makeup, and my hair was just tied up in a casual, frizzy looking

he looked at me was

then, this time I

the fabric cascading around me like liquid

embroidered with delicate patterns of vines and flowers, each stitch shimmering under

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