Julie's POV
I woke up when I noticed I was back at home. The hallway seemed familiar as I was walking, noticing the paintings and the tapestries hanging on the wall.
I heard giggling behind me and decided that I was going to follow the sound. As I heard, I started getting familiar with the direction it was taking me. I stopped when I noticed it was the way to the music room. A place me and my mom will always be.
I saw my mom and 5 year old me sitting at the grand piano, teaching me how to play. I couldn't help but smile at the memory.
Rose: Now play D, then A, then back to D.
Little me played those notes with a smiley face and turned towards my mom.
Rose: That's great, mija. Okay, now play D, A, B, then G.
Little me nodded and continued to play those chords.
Rose: You're a natural. Someday, you'll perform on stage someday.
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