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ed dream with my quartet: Juilliard, then the NYC Philharmonic. Ethan
I heard them-Chloe' s sharp voice, "She gets everything. It' s my turn." Then Ethan, th
beautiful melody, curdle into a horrifying, dissonant
smile, Ethan staring at the floor. My dream was over, stolen by those I trusted most.
me, Noah pried my fingers, and Chloe snapped the chain, kicking me as I clutche
hen my mentor offered a chance at the Royal Academy of Music, I seized
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