Shortly after Vermont’s departure, Felicity found herself alone in the empty apartment. She felt an indescribable emptiness in her heart. Her emotions had shifted from anger upon learning the truth to a current state of bewilderment.

Seeking solace, she decided to call Stella.

Stella had just finished attending a concert with Marshall featuring a well-known orchestra from abroad. Despite Marshall’s enthusiastic introduction of the group, Stella could not recall their name.

The music was beautiful, and the concert hall’s acoustics were impressive.

However, Stella struggled to discern anything special beyond that. Marshall noticed her constant nods to the music and realized that something was amiss.

In a low voice, he asked, “Do you not like the music?”

Stella shook her head. “It’s not that I don’t like it; I just don’t know how to appreciate it like you do.”

for a moment and whispered, “I’m sorry. I thought you’d like this since you play

piano because my family forced me to. I don’t really like playing it. When I was younger, I pretended to be sick to skip classes. In order to make my

me a piano. It cost over a hundred thousand dollars. The salesperson told her that a

could not help but chuckle when he heard

you the truth,”

warmly, “I don’t find it funny. I just feel sorry for

could play the

heard that one piece I’m good at. Meanwhile, Keegan

out, Marshall proposed Stella

“What?”

how it feels to play in a

orchestra’s instrument. Wouldn’t it be

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