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I worked methodically, using soft brushes to carefully remove the layers of dust that had settled over the years.

Each stroke was deliberate, as if the music itself could shatter if I wasn't gentle enough.

When I came across faint or illegible notes, I used reversible ink to lightly retrace the original hand.

For sections that were too far gone, I had to rely on the surrounding patterns and my own musical deduction to fill in the gaps.

A full week passed before I finally emerged from the restoration room.

d the restored manuscript carefully in my hands, my fingers aching from days of painstaking work.

I headed to meet the person overseeing the project-Tira.

When I stepped into her office, she looked up from her paperwork, visibly surprised.

"You've already finished?" Tira asked, her tone laced with disbelief as her eyes widened.

Inodded. "Yes, it's done."

She stood and crossed the room, reaching out to inspect the manuscript.

Her expression changed from surprise to pure admiration.

"I'm impressed. This piece was in terrible condition, yet you've restored it beautifully. I can't believe you did it so quickly."

I smiled slightly, pleased by her praise. "It's what I do."

Tira glanced at the manuscript again, then back at me.

"You've done more than restore it, Elizabeth. You've revived a piece of history. I'll have to pay you double for this."

I shook my head. "It's too much."

value of this piece is immeasurable now. You've more than earned

for Beta, one of her subordinates, to arrange

was eager to leave, already feeling homesick and

tall man

over me with broad shoulders and a commanding

even beneath his clothes, and his features were

his walk

as Leo or Narik, maybe even

the one who'll be taking you back," Tira

sized him up, trying to place him. He didn't

merely nodded, barely acknowledging me as he

outside to where the car was

the ones assigned to protect me, followed closely behind, keeping their distance. Shark didn't say a word

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silence stretched on, and I couldn't shake the tension that

the blindfold that I realized we were back in the familiar streets of the

a cigarette

and turned

toward

His sudden

dangerous about this man. "Yes,"

slow drag from his cigarette.

of Leo's protectiveness, his constant care, and the burden of our public

to maintain appearances, especially with my

my eyes.

a derisive snort, smoke curling from his lips. "Andrew's son? Treating

deep, making

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