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.

with it, the murmur of the

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that, you're just you, my one and

face in the crook of my neck, his voice filled with overflowing

thank you for making

that moment, something shifted

was as though the bond we shared, the one that had been arranged by the Moon Goddess,

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that went beyond words, beyond the

had aligned, and I knew that Leo felt

was close, and I could sense Lena,

to wait in the lounge area while they tallied the scores and

leave Leo's embrace, but knowing I

something in Leo's ear before we parted, a matter for

mine as he

pianists, many of whom came over to

way Aria

but had also left her

the

that the results were in and the

as I stood, the weight of

other competitors following behind, I felt a surge

aside, focusing on the sense

knew I had

all.

ceremony began, and as I stood there, waiting for the results, I couldn't help but glance over at Leo,

with a love and pride

else mattered. Not the

and the knowledge that,

in the

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

three special

as fellow competitors, some with smiles of victory and others with bittersweet acceptance, ascended the stage

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

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