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.

through the hall, and with it, the murmur of

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Chapter 83

Chapter 83

said that, you're just

his face in the crook of my

you for making

that moment, something shifted

we shared, the one that

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a connection that went beyond words, beyond

our souls had aligned, and I knew that

close, and I could

that I needed to wait in the lounge

nodded, reluctant to leave Leo's

we parted, a matter for him that only he could

eyes never leaving mine

other pianists, many of whom came over

kind, but I couldn't help noticing the way Aria stood

but had also left her isolated, the other competitors giving her a

as I waited, the tension building with

returned, announcing that the results were in and the awards

raced as I stood, the weight of the moment pressing

walked toward the stage, the other competitors

sense of accomplishment that still

outcome, I knew I had

all.

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

with a love and pride

the competition, not the sabotage, not even the

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

tension in the auditorium was

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

three special prizes in addition

with smiles of victory and others

and it was down to just two

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