Betrayed Love, Unbroken Melody

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