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.

and with it, the murmur

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Chapter 83

Chapter 83

you're just you, my

in the crook of

thank you for making me realise

that moment, something shifted between

the one that had been arranged by the Moon Goddess, had grown even

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a connection that went beyond words,

aligned, and

close, and I could sense Lena,

me that I needed to wait in the lounge area while they tallied the scores and prepared for the

Leo's

we parted, a matter for him that only

mine as he turned and

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

Aria stood to the

had not only failed but had also left her

the tension

that the results were in and the awards ceremony was about

stood, the weight of the moment pressing down on

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

I pushed them aside, focusing on the sense of accomplishment that still

the outcome, I knew I had given it

all.

as I stood there, waiting for the results, I couldn't help but glance over

a love and pride that made

else mattered. Not the competition,

knowledge that, no matter what

tension in the

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

be awarded: three special

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

and it was

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