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.

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

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just you, my one

the crook of

can't lose you, thank you for making me

that moment, something shifted

as though the bond we shared, the one that

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a connection that went beyond

as though our souls had aligned, and

and I could sense Lena, my

I needed to wait in the lounge area while they tallied the scores and

nodded, reluctant to leave Leo's embrace, but

ear before we parted, a matter for him that only

leaving mine as

the other pianists, many of whom came over to express

way Aria stood to the side, her

undermine me had not only failed but had also left her isolated, the other competitors giving her a

I waited, the tension building with each

that the results were

I stood, the weight of the

competitors following behind, I felt a surge

focusing on the sense of accomplishment

knew

all.

help but glance over at Leo, who

with a love and pride that

Not the competition, not the sabotage, not even

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

tension in the auditorium was

the verge of announcing the

to be awarded: three special prizes in

of victory and others with bittersweet acceptance, ascended the stage to receive

it was down to just

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