Chapter 858

And yet, no matter how hard he tried, Uriah couldn’t recall where he had seen Thomas before. By rights, with looks that striking, Thomas should have left a vivid impression.

In the end, Uriah chalked it up to old age clouding his memory.

Just then, faint strands of music drifted from the darkened stage. As the melody swelled, the stage lights slowly brightened. A single white beam fell upon the woman standing at the center stage.

The graceful sound of strings spread through the entire hall.

Matty’s eyes lit up. He blurted out instinctively, “That’s Sharon’s composition-First Love!”

Xavier recognized the violin in Sharon’s hands. He smiled. “It’s Shaluna.”

Uriah nodded as well. “Indeed. It’s been a long time since Sharon played with Shaluna.”

Xavier murmured, “That violin carries a meaning for her unlike any other.”

Soon, their voices faded, replaced by silent reverence as they listened.

violin was pure indulgence. Her

to her play more

years, he had struggled with insomnia. But the moment her music reached his

would drift swiftly into


recordings Wendy had arranged of her performances

she played captivated him-no longer just First

artistry was

ever encountered.

affliction had not returned. Nor had his moods been as unstable as

he heard her music

cherished her hands-those hands that

harm them, or to strip her of the

draw her bow across the strings, Thomas felt a strange

as if he had seen her somewhere before… as though

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distant dream.

at this moment, the


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