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

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

true, there's a lot waiting for

his gaze

୦୦୦୦

comes to... us. My Luna is about to compete

like he was silently trying to offer me strength

Leo's voice dropped, sincere and low, "and that's made us drift apart. I shouldn't have lashed out at I just care about you too much."

looked up, meeting

nothing to

not the time

pushed him

we? I'm about to go on stage,

forward and kissed on

kiss on the top of

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between us, and as I looked up, his eyes met mine with a

duty as an Alpha," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm against

wrapped his arms around my waist,

beautiful today,"

complimented me on that

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

way he looked at me was

then, this time I

was a vision of elegance, the fabric

delicate patterns of vines and flowers, each stitch shimmering under the

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