Chapter 53. The Handsome Masked Stranger Who Felt Familiar and His Pretty Muse

The audience goes silent as Ben is now seated in front of the piano; he gently rests his fingers on the keys and takes a deep breath before relaxing his shoulders. Then he starts to play with slow, soft keys as the music turns even more melodious, more enchanting, and more captivating with every passing second. It was hard to look away from him as the entire hall sat in silence, holding their breath, eyes on Ben.

By the end of the performance, there were tears in my eyes, and for a few seconds, there was complete silence until everyone got up and started clapping loudly. And he honestly deserves this, this moment, this recognition, this love and acceptance. I am so very proud of him for finally playing with freedom and love. He looked over at our balcony, and for a few seconds, it seemed that he was looking straight at me. It felt as if it was just the two of us, and the world around us had dissolved completely.

I hadn’t realized how much I missed those gray eyes until I