Chapter 191

Chapter 191 All I Want is Your Simplicity

Robin held Vera's cold, trembling hand, his thumb brushing gently over her damp palm.

"Just look into my eyes, and you won't feel nervous."

His voice soft yet steady, cutting through the distant hum of the music.

Vera's gaze lifted to meet his.

In that instant, the world around them faded. It was like being struck by lightning-a flash that left everything else in shadow.

His eyes were clear and steady, as vast and calm as a night sky full of stars.

The anxieties that had gripped her melted away in that starlit glow.

For a heartbeat, she was utterly captivated, lost in the warmth of his smile.

Waves of emotion rose within her.

She realized, with a start, that she'd never looked at him this closely before.

"Feeling a little better?" Robin asked, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

His broad hand and his soft words were a far cry from the emotionally clueless Robin she thought she knew.

"Just follow my lead. Do what I do, and you won't feel embarrassed."

Still holding his gaze, Vera gave a resolute nod. Everything else had faded; there was only him, grounding her in this surreal moment.

"Can you play an instrument?" he asked as they walked, hand in hand, toward the center of the stage, with Ivy just ahead of them.

"No," Vera admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

Robin chuckled softly. "Then what can you do?"

That disarming smile nearly sent her heart racing out of her chest.

"I ... I can't really do anything," she replied honestly, feeling oddly vulnerable.

"Nothing at all?" Robin's smile was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Vera nodded with conviction, a determined look in her eyes.

A smirk curved across Robin's lips. "So, in 20 years, you've done nothing but eat and sleep like a pig?"

"Huh?" Vera was momentarily stunned, catching a hint of mischief in those starry eyes.

She snapped out of her trance.

D*mn him. Did he seriously just call her a pig? Right now?

She shot him a sharp glare, hissing under her breath. "You jerk! You better come up with something-I really don't know what I'm doing up here!" Robin's grin only widened. "Alright, it's official. You're a helpless little pig," he teased. "Fine, then. Just follow me."

"Okay." Vera nodded, resigned. She didn't really have a choice.

Her mind was a complete blank.

She used to think standing on stage looked easy.

Now, under the glaring lights and with all eyes on them, she knew she'd been wrong.

Gripping his hand tighter, she let him lead, grounding herself in his steady presence.

The bright lights and countless faces blurred together, an endless sea of anticipation.

She barely registered what Robin was saying. She just knew she had no control over any of it.

But strangely, she wasn't afraid. She wasn't nervous.

As long as Robin was beside her, holding her hand, she could face anything.

phrase "Follow

smile. "This is your moment. How about Vera and I play

led Vera by the

applause, they walked to the grand piano at the edge of the

sat together on the bench, and Vera stared blankly at the black-and-white keys,

hadn't let go of her

her

a glance at him. Was

closer? Maybe even

he is... I

in her thoughts, she barely noticed Robin's grip tighten

touched the keys, and soft, flowing notes began to fill

she thought she'd accidentally pressed something, afraid she'd ruined

noticed the beautiful music filling the space, seamless

Robin was guiding her hand, playing the piano

could be part

melody unfolded, the stage

on Ivy, radiant and poised

that Vera and Robin were even

hand, watched Robin's

pressing down the keys

sound was pulled directly from her heart,

at Robin, and

same rough-edged Robin she'd

different-his usual rough edges softened, his sharp features illuminated with an almost serene intensity. Wasn't this the hero she'd

sensing her gaze, Robin looked over and gave her a gentle smile before

deep, resonant voice filled the hall, rich and warm, like honeyed

away, or just yesterday

across the

twists and turns, joy and

meet and part

go of right and wrong to

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

and I

wide open,

Is this real?

felt surreal, and the stage seemed to pulse with a quiet

the stage, Ivy felt

voice sliced through the air, each note an arrow straight

of breath and heartbeat, as if everyone

seat in the VIP section, Shirley watched Robin's shadowed figure, bathed

felt like

who had never cared much for music, was struck speechless. She never imagined a voice could be this powerful, could reach so

of wonder

talents and

voice low and weathered, lingering in the air like a

heartbreak, I learned

long, yet

heart once broken, vines will

it all, I'd

into

face dirt-streaked in

"No halo from above...

to the strength

voice carried them all into another world, filling the space

the stage in a

stepped forward gracefully, her

pure, bringing

day, maybe

maybe we'll meet

the crowd or

see the face

if my eyes fill

silent, they'll wash away

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