Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 111

Time flew by, and before I knew it, two days had passed.

During that time, I tried going to the piano room to practice, but it was either locked, already occupied, or-most ridiculously-I was told the key had been "lost". Such a pathetic excuse; anyone with half a brain could tell someone was messing with me. And honestly, who else at St. Nicholas University would bother to cause trouble for me besides Leah?

I found it amusing. What was the point of blocking my practice? Did she think that by stopping me from rehearsing, I wouldn't be able to perform?

Since practicing the piano was clearly impossible, I simply decided not to bother. Instead of wasting time on this nonsense, I focused on more important matters, like discussing land deals with Liam.

While I remained calm, Brenda was anxious. She tried everything to get me time in the piano room, nearly getting into a fight with them at one point.

Two hours before the show, she finally gave up. She sprawled on a couch, scrolling through TikTok and taking photos to pass the time. For the performance, I chose a long blue gown. This color was Grandma's favorite, so it held special meaning. I snapped a picture and sent it to her caretaker, then sent a voice message to Grandma to let her know I'd be performing soon.

me, smiling as she picked up a brush. "Let me fix your hair, come here." The show was scheduled to start at 6:00 pm. After getting my

my arm, visibly nervous. "Evelyn, I'm sure you're going to play amazingly, but oh my god, I'm so

arm; you'll leave marks!" "Oh, right... Are you okay?" Brenda immediately inspected my arm with the utmost

her hair and reassured her, "Relax. I'm fine. Just watch me when

once... Oh well, we're in it now. I'll be clapping

well, isn't this

once again. She had a knack for showing up at just the

know how good you are at the piano, so I made sure to tell the program coordinator you should go last.

with concern as she glanced at

She yelled, "Leah, you've got some nerve! Who told you to make that decision? Let me tell you, if anything goes wrong with Evelyn's performance tonight, you'll

smirk. "Why are you so worked up? Evelyn hasn't even said anything, yet here you are, acting like