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Leo Was embarrassed, yes, but there was something else something warmer.

He knew, deep down, that despite everything, he still held a place in my heart. His posture shifted, a mix of remorse and satisfaction settling on his face as he realized that he was not without the slightest chance with me. Tira's eyes, meanwhile, were filled with something entirely different.

She looked at me with a depth of sympathy that I hadn't expected, and for reasons I couldn't fully explain, I felt a strange connection to her.

throat tightened as if I wanted to cry too, the sensation of being inexplicably close to this woman overwhelming me.

You played beautifully," she praised softly, her words heavy with sincerity, "Your skill is remarkable. You must have had a great teacher."

I nodded, smiling faintly. "My father is Orlando Martin. Ile's taught me a lot."

The moment Orlando's name left my lips, Tira's demeanor shifted.

Her smile wavered, and something unreadable crossed her face.

The warmth in her eyes dulled slightly, replaced by a complicated expression I couldn't quite decipher.

She held her silence for a moment, then reached out a hand toward BETA Freya, who quickly handed her a small cheque book.

Without a word, Tira picked up a pen and scribbled something on the cheque.

She signed it with a flourish, tore it from the book, and handed it to me with a calm smile. "Here's a little gig fee. Please, take it."

accepted the cheque, murmuring

written on

million dollars-for

did you did you write the wrong amount?" I stammered, trying to make

laugh, her expression

That's correct. It's five million. You're worth every bit of it. At your age, to achieve what you have... you will be extraordinary in the

was genuine, but there was a heaviness in her words, as if she

a phone call and leaned over to whisper

to her cheeks, and

afraid I have something to attend to now. But it was a

goodbyes, and Leo and I

encounter felt surreal, like I had just

in disbelief. "Pinch me,

down and bit my lip-not gently, but with the kind of possessiveness that was entirely his. His lips

and gave him

still in a good mood, and

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and the two of us walked side by side as the lift

opened, and a tall figure stepped out, the brim of his

as we entered the lift, but something

back, but the man had already disappeared down the

my

shook my head, pushing the thought away.

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