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All the memories of our time together working, dating, and loving each other bangs around in my head. He looks untouchable up there. Like someone who would never, ever fit in my world.
I stop and stare so hard that my dad has to poke me in the side to get my attention.
“Sweetheart, you okay?”
“Yeah.” I blink rapidly. “I’ll go prepare for my performance.”
“Break a leg,” Yaya signs.
I smile shakily.
Sazuki and Sheila walk off the stage. His tuxedo is a classic navy blue with black lapels. The way his trousers taper down to his ankles and reveals his expensive black loafers is subtle and sophisticated.
I want to run to him so badly that I physically tremble with the need.
I’ve completely lost my mind.
His eyes burn like twin coals when he searches the crowd on his way down the stairs. I avert my gaze before I get a frantic mental picture of the life we could have had if we weren’t both so stubborn.
Ryotaro Sazuki is stunning, princely, and painfully forbidden.
Drawn by a feeling I can’t name, I glance at Sazuki again and find him standing frozen at the bottom of the stairs. His vivid brown eyes spear right through me.
My lips part. Heat burns my cheeks.
Sheila, who was coming off the stage behind him, taps his shoulder and says something, probably along the lines of ‘why are you blocking the stairs?’ Sazuki goes back into motion and I release a breath.
I can’t tell what his expression meant.
Is he mad? Happy? Annoyed?
“There you are,” one of the admin from the office grabs me. “We were about to call you.”
“Sorry I’m late.”
She waves away the excuse. “You’re up after this performance. Come with me.”
She leads me backstage. It’s similar to the chaos of Niko’s school performance except it’s much quieter. Parents and teachers are chatting with the kids via sign language. Despite the quiet, there’s a similar level of excitement in the air.
I sit in the corner and tuck my chin against my chest. What feels like a second later, someone motions to me.
I rise nervously.
Just get up there and perform like no one’s watching.
My heels feel unstable as I take short steps through the wings. The lights are harsh on my face.
Weird.
It’s not until you’re in the spotlight that you feel the heat.
I ignore everyone and take my seat around the piano. This is my second live performance since the Belle’s Beauty gala when I met Sazuki.
I’m playing the same song.
Will he notice? Will he understand?
I push those thoughts from my mind and focus on the notes. The song is poignant. Tender. Fraught with love.
