Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Kendra then seized Lindsey’s arm and announced to Monica, “Ms.

Hughes, you’re right.

Lindsey adores the violin.

She’s been longing for a chance to play for you, perhaps to receive some guidance.

”

Monica regarded Kendra with a look of disdain, then turned to Lindsey with a warm smile.

“Alright, that’s fine by me.

”

Lindsey lifted her gaze to the violin resting on the shelf by the pool.

It had been ages since she last played, and the sight of her old instrument stirred something deep within her.

Yet, she dismissed the thought with a shake of her head.

“No, let’s not.

It’s been too long.

I’ve probably forgotten how to play,” she said.

“Just give it a try.

There’s hardly anyone around.

It won’t hurt,”

coaxed, her voice as encouraging as

Lindsey’s arm, and

“Come on, Linds, Ms.

Hughes is right.

This chance is rare.

Stop making excuses.

no need to play shy,” she

“Kendra, stop it.

protested, detesting Kendra’s grip

Kendra was relentless, pressing Lindsey’s

“Stop being stubborn, Linds.

thinking

You loved the violin.

only because of your dad

held that grudge

you’re dying to play

Don’t be shy.

”

intervene as he watched Kendra’s persistent hold, but before he could act, the

a splash, she

crouched by the poolside, tears streaming down her

the one who had nudged Lindsey into

onlookers gasped amidst the splash, a shadowy figure shed

air, only to be hoisted up by

had come

hair was on his forehead, and his shirt clung to his toned

and wrapped it

large and restless, held her drenched

“Linds, are you alright?”