Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 164 Pressure

Elyse and Vicky locked eyes, their parting marked by an unspoken

discord.

Upon entering the practice room, Elyse released a heavy sigh before retrieving her violin, poised to begin her rehearsal, It was then that < Freddy stepped in, offering a friendly greeting. "You seem burdened," he remarked, noting Elyse's solemn expression. "Vicky's existence must weigh heavily on you."

Looking up, Elyse met Freddy's gaze and confided, "It's usual for me to feel this much pressure." Freddy nodded knowingly. "Aside from Vicky, you have four other competitors to contend with: Grace Fuller in second place, Bart Gino in third, Darren Bill in fourth, and Gary Hank in fifth. Are you familiar with their individuals?"

Hearing this, Elyse shook her head, indicating her lack of prior knowledge regarding the competitors.

"Grace, Bart, and Gary are all seasoned violinists from previous batches," Freddy explained. "While not necessarily exceptional, they possess formidable skills."

Pausing, Freddy added, "Darren and Vicky, on the other hand, are rising stars. Although

newcomers, they show promise. Unfortunately, Darren's nerves got the best of him during his last performance, likely due to seeing Cody Tucker."

Elyse absorbed this information, her curiosity piqued. "Is Vicky's instructor the assistant director of the orchestra?"

Glancing around cautiously, Freddy leaned in to whisper, "Yes, Vicky's mentor happens to be the

And Darren? He's

aback. "Both of them have

his head with a sigh. "I just

her mouth, grasping Freddy's implication. She sighed helplessly. "You might as well have

head gently. "No, it's simply because I consider you a friend.

One is connected with the assistant director, and

fell silent, contemplating the weight of Freddy's

did. In the orchestra,only Wanda

advocate. In such a fiercely competitive environment, lacking support could

determination evident. "I may not have a strong backing, but I'm not without strength. 1 still want

nodded approvingly. "Now that you've thought it through, ga< for

the violin clutched in her hand, Fiyse tightened her grip, resolve coursing through

path to reach this point, so

resolute gleam in her eyes, a fleeting hint of concern crossed his own. Yet, amidst that concern, he couldn't help but admire

emotions, Elyse immersed herself in playing the violin for a while. Suddenly, a stranger appeared at the doorway,

a word, his expression conveyed a silent message, and Elyse comprehended instantly. She said to the messenger in

palpable, yet he still urged, "Please hurry.

whispered urgently, "This might be your opportunity.

suppose you're right," Elyse replied with a

quite some time, Elyse found it