Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 852:

Time seemed to blur as Fiona sat there, her mind spiraling into a dark, empty void. Then, the announcer’s voice cut through her thoughts, clear and sharp. “The final piece of the competition is Paganini’s Caprice No. 24.”

Fiona let out a bitter laugh, a sound tinged with irony and regret. It was a piece she had never mastered, not because she couldn’t, but because she hadn’t cared enough to try. She had let laziness rob her of this moment.

The laugh bubbled up from deep within her, spilling out uncontrollably until tears mixed with it, streaming down her face, etching a path of sorrow across her cheeks.

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She laughed until the sound of it became a desperate, hollow echo. Then, amidst her despair, she heard the unmistakable rhythm of approaching footsteps, the heavy yet steady click of leather shoes against the floor.

heart skipped a beat. Was

her tears, but resentment still burned in her eyes. When

seized her, her breath catching in her throat. Of all people, Cody

the shadows of the backstage, his eyes

had come

She pushed herself up, forcing a composed demeanor as she faced him. “Mr. Tucker, why are you backstage? Shouldn’t

moment, his expression unreadable. Then, with a slow sigh, he spoke, his voice heavy with disappointment.

a slap, and her composure shattered. Her face twisted with anger as she

regret pressing down on him. “I was genuinely pleased to see you enter the Swan Cup, but I know your abilities better than anyone. I knew

my luck has been incredibly good.” She pounded her chest, forcing a smile