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,

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Chapter 83

Chapter 83

shouldn't have said that, you're just you, my one

he buried his face in the crook of my neck, his voice filled

you, thank you for

that moment, something shifted between

was as though the bond we shared, the one that

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a connection that went

was as though our souls had aligned, and I knew that Leo felt it

and I could sense Lena, my own wolf,

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

leave Leo's

in Leo's ear before we parted,

eyes never leaving mine as he

by the other pianists, many of whom

way Aria stood to the side, her expression bitter

but had also left her isolated,

as I waited, the tension building with

were in and the awards ceremony was about to

I stood, the weight of the moment pressing

toward the stage, the other competitors following

them aside, focusing on the sense of accomplishment that still lingered from my

I knew I had

all.

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

a love and pride that made everything else

else mattered. Not the competition, not the sabotage,

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

tension in the auditorium

on the verge of announcing the winner of the most prestigious award

special prizes in addition to the

was announced, I watched as fellow competitors, some with smiles of victory and others with bittersweet acceptance,

and it was down to just two people: Aria and

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