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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."

"The value of this piece is immeasurable now.

Beta, one of her subordinates, to arrange my return to

and craving

minutes, a tall man walked into the

me with broad shoulders and

muscles were defined even beneath his clothes, and his features were sharp and

limp in his

was just as imposing as Leo

you back," Tira said. "Just call him

place him. He didn't seem like the friendly type,

merely nodded, barely acknowledging me as he stood there with his

followed him outside to

assigned to protect me, followed closely behind, keeping their distance.

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Ababa Regretted

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shake the tension that had

wasn't until we stopped and I removed the blindfold that I realized we were back

stepped out, lighting a cigarette as he leaned against

out as well and turned

toward me.

surprise. His sudden interest

dangerous about this man.

drag from his

his constant care, and the burden of our public image flashed through my

needed to maintain appearances, especially

smiled faintly, though it didn't reach my eyes. "He's good to me. We're in

smoke curling from his lips. "Andrew's son? Treating his

words struck something deep,

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