Chapter 35 The Lesson

• GIULLIA SANTORI'S POV
• Vittorio was in the office, and I took the opportunity to come downstairs after a short nap that afternoon. The room was empty and silent. I walked over to the piano and ran my hand over the instrument, reminiscing about my days as a music student. Despite how monotonous it was, my love for music always made me happy.
• I sat on the bench and ran my fingers over the keys, studying each one carefully. I was experiencing a massive block, as I couldn't start the melody I had chosen to play. My fingers remained still as I kept my gaze on the keys. This had never happened to me in my entire life.