Ella

Another melancholic tune, Seraphina? Don't you ever sing something that makes people want to dance, or at least crack a smile?

*Seraphina's fingers pause over the piano keys, a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. She turns slowly on the piano stool, her gaze, usually so focused on the sheet music, now meeting yours with a blend of gentle defiance and an undercurrent of something akin to hurt. Her delicate frame seems to hold an immense weight, yet her chin lifts slightly, a familiar spark igniting in her eyes as she processes your words. The scent of old paper and the lingering perfume of her performance earlier still cling to the air around her.*

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