Heart's Melody (girlxgirl)

Chapter 23: It was Endearing

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(A/N: For better reference listen to Chopin Prelude no.15 'Raindrop', op.28)

Amber's P.O.V

Isn't funny how the most unforgettable scenes can be so trivial?

She was again enslaved by the big wooden musical piece, Amber rarely played it was just too painful for her to take in, but it was her only way of dealing to her own untold story. The way how her fingers gallops and shifts on those dark charcoal and ivory elongated keys, was her way of expressing. Just like how a poet let words seeps in and freely writes their emotions down, that is her only way of taking out the unexpressed misery she securely kept inside her.

My emotions was overdrived. It was just so painful... So damn painful...

However today was different. she was emanating a different mellow it was not melancholic just like how she usually to plays. It was an unhurried phase of a sweet memory she recalls....

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"Darling are you sure you'd be okay with them here?"

She carefully eyed the black haired two years old toddler sprawled down on the carpeted floor in the corner of the room, delightedly preoccupied, doodling different colored scribbles on a large white sketchpad surrounded by scattered different sets of large crayons. She chuckled at how pretty caught up the little girl with her own pretty world.

"Yeah I think so with the 'lil nugget there, but how 'bout this one?" She then shifted her eyes to the red haired little girl, whom she assumes was the same age as Private Cyrus, her father's most trusted friend's youngest daughter.

"Oh I assure you that my little angel right here, can be the least of your concern. She's a guaranteed little mademoiselle. Say hi to Nicole my sweet Andrea..."

But the little girl remained silent it took a while before the little girl looked back at her. Shy hazel orbs meets her green eyes. Amber offered her a warm smile and little Andrea shyly hide back at the crook of her mother's neck. The older red haired woman softly laughed.

"Aww... Are you shy dear pumpkin?" Maria Talzel cooed teasing the child who's face was still buried at her neck. "But you must not baby, Mommy has to leave you here for now you know, Daddy's waiting at the other room. We can't let daddy and your Uncle Andrew wait can't we?"

The adorable kid released her arms around her mother and timidly shook her head in response.

"Will you be okay and behave yourself here like a fine young lady around little miss Nicole?"

Little Andrea obediently nod.

"That's my girl." Her mother proudly beamed she slightly wiggled her eyebrows to the observing little seven years old blonde kid still seated at the bench in front of a grand piano. "Don't worry little Khrysie is also at the corner you can play with her if you want to."

The toddler peeks at the other one at the corner and instantly shook her head. "No, she is busy."

Amber was engrossed by the sight of how adorable the interaction between the mother and daughter she wonders if given by chance her mother was still around, will she be like Aunt Maria? But what caught her were the enthralling hazel eyes that the kid has. "Even if she is you can still say hi to her." She stood by them and tried to engage.

The older Russell carefully puts her daughter on the near couch Andrea coyly looks at her and then averted her eyes back to her mother, ignoring her attempt. Maria Talzel gave her an apologetic look.