She had indeed intended this!

Many young ladies of their social standing had been tutored in piano from a young age, but Rosalynn, raised in a rural village, surely hadn’t been exposed to such refined pursuits.

Selina’s scheme was to have Rosalynn concede publicly her inability to play, highlighting her rustic upbringing.

Selina anticipated a spectacle, contemplating the revelation of Rosalynn’s charade should she fabricate an excuse to avoid performing.

Yet, before Selina could proceed with her thoughts, Rosalynn approached a piano and took a seat.

“What dance shall you perform?”

Caught off guard, Selina inadvertently uttered the title, “Cygnets Dance.”

was just

was eager to see the

the ivory keys. Under the watchful

ease, weaving a harmonious and soothing tune that filled the

among the guests marveled at her

N G E L A ‘s L I

ensued, soon accompanied by a round of

harbored apprehensions regarding

sounds reached

fresh perspective of his

the myriad of surprises she

future

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