“You’re truly a rotten soul.”
I stood there, dazed for a few seconds, before I instinctively opened my mouth to defend myself.
But he cut me off with a sharp wave of his hand.
“All lies. I don’t believe a word of your excuses.”
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Amid the shocked murmurs from the audience, I heard someone scream, “Blood! Look, there’s so much blood on her dress!”
The fabric of my dress, stained with a mix of blood and dust, my tangled hair, and my swollen ankle–every detail of my appearance confirmed the truth of my words.
Linda clung to the piano bench, struggling to her feet.
The look in her eyes, full of deep–seated hatred and bitterness, twisted for a moment before settling back into her ⚫usual soft, innocent expression.
“Sierra, I don’t know what you’re talking about. There must be some misunderstanding.
“This is my performance, and out of respect for the audience, you shouldn’t have rushed up here like that.”
Shawn stood up from the audience, anger flashing across his face as he shouted at me, “Sierra Wood, have you lost your mind?!”
1 ignored him completely, brushed past Linda, and sat down on the piano bench.
Then I began to play Beethoven’s Symphony No. 5.
In my previous life, to play the piece for real in the film without hand doubles, I had practiced for three months
I wasn’t a virtuoso, but under these circumstances, it was more than enough.
The powerful notes of the piano, accompanied by a faint hum of static, reverberated through the grand hall’s empty dome.
After finishing Symphony No. 5, I turned to face Linda, my words sharp and deliberate.
