Chapter 148. A Peephole
It was because I had no choice.
But this time…this time felt different. The room was quiet, the only being my shallow breathing and the faint hum of the house settling. I pressed a single key, the note ringing out clear and pure.
It sent a shiver through me, stirring something deep in my chest—nostalgia, maybe, or perhaps just the longing for something familiar.
Slowly, I let my fingers glide over the keys, testing chords, and letting the music build gradually. The notes came together in a soft, melancholic melody, each one carrying a weight I could not put into words.
What was I playing? I was playing a song called The Night We Met. It was my favorite and I loved it so much. I had never p
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