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,

00

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

said that, you're just you,

the crook of my neck,

thank you for making

that moment, something

one that had been arranged by

3

a connection that went beyond words,

our souls had aligned, and I knew that Leo

was close, and I could

I could say anything, a staff member approached, informing me that I needed to wait in the lounge

to leave Leo's embrace,

we parted, a matter for him that only he could

eyes never leaving mine as he turned and

lounge area, I was surrounded by the other pianists, many of whom came over to express their admiration for

help noticing the way Aria stood to the side, her expression

undermine me had not only failed but had also left her

I waited, the tension building with

that the results were in and the

as I stood, the weight of the moment

toward the stage, the other competitors

aside, focusing on the sense of accomplishment that still lingered

knew I had

all.

glance

pride

else mattered. Not the

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

tension in the auditorium

the verge of announcing the winner of the most prestigious award in the piano

were six prizes to be awarded: three special prizes in addition to the gold, silver, and

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

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255