Destiny's Duet

ork at the bookstore, finding inspiration in the pages of the novels she loved. Dorian, on the other hand, spent long hours at his piano, the

a letter. The elegant handwriting on the envelope bore no name, but she recognized it insta

r Aur

in the countryside. It was more than a simple escape-it was a revelation. Your pr

dinner tomorrow evening at my home. There is s

our

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her with both excitement and a touch of nervousness. She spent the following day in a state of eager

ld building nestled in a quiet corner of Paris. The door opened before

y, stepping aside to let he

ramed sheet music and photographs, remnants of a life dedicated to music. The grand piano in the co

lways. Aurelia could sense a shift in Dorian, a lightness she hadn't seen before

itting down at the piano. "It's a piece I've b

e of his soul, telling a story of pain, hope, and the transformative power of connection. Aurelia clo

s eyes searching hers for a reaction. "It's beautiful," she whispere

lse I need to share with you," he said, his voice tinged with a mi

ed, but she nodded, enc

s not an accident. It was... the r

r always encouraged me, but I became obsessed with perfection, pushing myself and others to the brink. One night, in a fit

Dorian's voice cutting through her. She reached out

aking. "It's haunted my every waking moment, driving me to create music t

n't blame yourself for what happened. You were a child, struggling with

y. "Meeting you has changed something in me," he said softly. "For the f

s if their souls were intertwined. "We're both searching for

ile gracing his lips. "I