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.

the hall, and with

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said that, you're just you,

in the crook of my neck, his voice filled with

you for

something shifted

though the bond we shared, the one that had been

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a connection that

had aligned, and I

close, and I could sense Lena, my own wolf, radiating

a staff member approached, informing me that I needed to wait in the lounge area while they

reluctant to leave Leo's embrace, but knowing I had

we parted, a

leaving mine as he

lounge area, I was surrounded by the other pianists, many of whom came

couldn't help noticing the way Aria stood to the

had also left her

as I waited, the tension building

the staff returned, announcing that the results were in

weight of

the other competitors following behind, I felt

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

the outcome, I knew I had

all.

the results, I couldn't help but glance over at Leo, who had taken a seat in the

with a love and pride

mattered. Not the competition, not the sabotage,

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

tension in the auditorium was

contestants, was on the verge of announcing the winner of the most prestigious award

be awarded: three special

of victory and others with bittersweet

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

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