Chapter 83 It said:

Elizabeth is a bitch.

My hands trembled slightly as I realized the sheet music had been swapped.

The familiar notes I had prepared were gone, replaced by something far more sinister.

I looked up at the staff member responsible for turning the pages, but he refused to meet my gaze, his eyes deliberately averted.

A cold wave of realization washed over me as I scanned the audience, searching for answers.

My eyes landed on Aria, who had just finished her performance.

e sat confidently in her seat, her lips curled into a smirk that radiated endless provocation.

Beside her, Sorcia was laughing, her face twisted into a mockery of what I imagined my own expression might have been.

The two of them had clearly orchestrated this, bribing the staff to sabotage me, and now they were sitting there, waiting for me to fail.

A murmur rippled through the audience as the delay in my performance became apparent.

The restless chatter grew louder, and I could feel the weight of hundreds of eyes on me.

Panic threatened to rise, but I caught sight of my father, Orlando, seated at the judges' table.

He was watching me closely, a slight frown creasing his brow, as though he could sense something was wrong.

But as a judge, he couldn't intervene.

I had signaled that I was ready, and now I had to prove it.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed aside the overwhelming urge to give in to the fear.

I sat down at the piano, letting the familiar feel of the keys ground me.

Without the sheet music to guide me, I had no choice but to rely entirely on my memory and the music ingrained in my heart.

The room fell into an uneasy silence as I pressed the first note.

sound echoed through the hall, and with it, the murmur of

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just

the crook of my

you for making

that moment, something shifted

the one that

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it, a connection that went beyond words, beyond

was as though our souls had aligned, and I knew that Leo felt

could sense Lena, my

me that I needed to wait in

Leo's embrace, but

parted,

leaving mine as he turned

by the other pianists, many of whom came over to express their admiration

way Aria stood to the side, her expression bitter as she watched

not only failed but had also

passed slowly as I waited, the tension building with each passing

announcing that the results were in

raced as I stood, the weight of the moment

I walked toward the stage, the other competitors following behind, I felt

I pushed them aside, focusing on the sense of accomplishment

the outcome, I knew

all.

results, I couldn't help but glance over at Leo,

pride that made everything else fade

Not the competition, not the

we shared and the knowledge that, no matter what happened, we would face

in the auditorium

with eager spectators, judges, and contestants, was on the verge of announcing the winner of the most prestigious award in the

to be awarded: three special prizes in addition

I watched as fellow competitors, some with smiles of victory and others

the gold medal remained, and it was down to just two people:

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