Save Myself from Desperation by Cara Agnes

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Eddy looked at Shirley with a mixture of melancholy and helplessness. “You do have some talent for the harp, but it’s rather limited. Yet, you’re so confident in yourself. As your mentor, it’s hard for me to constantly discourage you, so I haven’t told you that you played badly.”

Shirley couldn’t believe this was the truth.

Looking gloomy, Shirley gritted her teeth and retorted defiantly, “Mr. Moore, you speak so poorly of me. Are you implying that Ashley plays well? Is she even better than you?”

Eddy’s expression immediately turned stern. He firmly held his cane to thud on the ground and declared, “Of course, she’s better than me! Otherwise, why else would I treat her with such respect?

“How dare you address Ms. Ramos by her name? That’s disrespectful! Apologize to her now!”

In an instant, Shirley’s eyes widened in disbelief. She thought, ‘Apologize to Ashley?

Refer to her as Ms. Ramos?’

Bryce couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter.

He had been worried that Ashley would be bullied, but now, with Eddy’s arrival, Shirley was utterly humiliated.

Among them, Ashley seemed to hold the highest status in the harp circle

there.

Eddy urged Shirley to apologize.

Raising her hand to stop him, Ashley said indifferently, “No need. I won’t stoop to her level.”

Eddy frowned at Shirley, clearly displeased. “Ms. Ramos is being generous by not holding your rudeness against you. Now, you should thank Ms. Ramos!”

Shirley’s eyes widened in disbelief again.

She thought, ‘Not only do I have to apologize to her, but I also have to

thank her?’

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The livestream audience, witnessing this unexpected turn only one thought.

events, had

age and Eddy being quite old, Eddy’s respect for Ashley is remarkable!”

student is far too

“This is rude!

to make me want to

eme

looked at Ashley, saying with reluctance, “Ms. Ramos, thank you for not taking my disrespect to

see how well Ashley can play.

can’t believe she will

a fool about to meet her doom

“Your student is amusingly foolish. But according to the rules, I shall

must

‘Amusingly

to play The Land,

unworthy of playing Ash’s The Land.

insult

present, Ashley calmly took her seat in front. of the harp, gently pressing the

moment she sat down and slightly raised her hand, an innate classical elegance emanated from her, as if

captivated by

widened his eyes as Ashley began to pluck the

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the first note.

the fifth and sixth notes, Matthew’s eyes were brimming with

himself,

like when my mentor Ash personally played The Land!

of learning or competing, but played to enjoy the beauty

soul-resonating sensation when listening

play, he found himself experiencing that same

thought, ‘What’s

audience had their eyes fixed on Ashley, who was seated before the harp.

it transported people from the noisy and flashy modern city to

if they had come to a quiet country lane,

rhythm quicken, adding a sense of loneliness, like countless men parting from their families, about to

the harp sounded even more desolate and profound. The rhythm became increasingly faster, unfolding a

stared unblinkingly at Ashley’s fingers on the

the most difficult part of playing

with fluid grace and precision, without a hint of

was its tranquility. You