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 it,

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Chapter 83

that, you're just you, my

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

lose you, thank you for making me

something

the one that had been arranged by the Moon Goddess,

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connection that

souls had aligned, and I knew that Leo felt

was close, and I could sense Lena,

staff member approached, informing me that I needed to wait in the lounge area while they tallied the scores and prepared for the awards

leave Leo's

ear before we parted, a matter for him that only

never leaving mine as he turned and

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

the way Aria stood to the side, her expression bitter

me had not only failed but had also left her isolated, the other competitors giving her a wide

passed slowly as I waited, the tension building with each

returned, announcing that the results were

the weight of the moment pressing down

the other competitors following behind, I felt a surge

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

the outcome, I knew I had given it

all.

but glance over at Leo, who had taken a seat in the audience... His

a love and pride that made everything else

moment, nothing else mattered. Not the competition, not

the bond we shared and the knowledge that,

the

judges, and contestants, was on the verge of announcing the winner

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

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

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

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