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"you only hear the music when your heart begins to break"

Melody's world has been turned upside down. The once familiar rhythm of her life has been disrupted by the grounding her mother imposed upon her. No piano lessons, no phone privileges - a sentence that feels like a cruel punishment.

She had tried numerous times this week to demand an answer for this sentence from her mother, but the latter hasn't said a word at all. Anxiety gnaws at her, leaving her restless and on edge.

As the days stretch on, her thoughts become consumed by him. His silky hair, his intense gaze, the way his lips curve into a smile when she masters a piece. The way he'd lean over to correct a mistake she made, or the scent of his cologne when they sat shoulder to shoulder in front of the grand piano.