His Angelic One [Discontinued]

Chapter 18. You're Not Her, She's Not You

"I'm exhausted!" (N) yelled as Sebastian rubbed his temples, "I don't understand why you keep letting her come to our manor."

Ever since that argument (N) had with Madam Red, things weren't going smooth. Sebastian had found out that (N) slapped Madam Red across the face and he wasn't too happy with that. So as an apology, he'd let Madam Red come over for a few weeks. Those weeks have passed and she still continued to come over.

"She has the right to see her niece and nephew, doesn't she?" Sebastian asked as he felt annoyed with (N)'s actions. He wasn't in the mood to settle with her, he had too much work to focus on.

"Of course, but why does she get to take them out more than I do?" (N) asked, she also disliked Sebastian's behavior, lately.

"You said we'd have to keep a low profile," Sebastian responded as he rubbed his temples and walked to his desk. (N) sighed, she didn't want to argue with Sebastian for the 3rd time.

"Whatever," (N) began to walk away from him, she knew that he wouldn't follow her since he had work. So she continued to walk around the manor, trying to get her mind off of things.

"He'll never be yours!"

It was no use though, her thoughts came in. She feared that Madam Red was right, (N) didn't want to feel this insecure. She wanted things to go back before she died and lost her memories.

"Lady Michaelis," the maid spoke softly as she saw (N) sitting on the couch of the music room. "I have to take the linens, now," (N) gave her a smile as she stood up.

Whenever things got too ugly with Sebastian, (N) would come to the music room. It made her feel calm and a small blur would come to mind. She couldn't tell what it was but she could hear the music being played in the memory. It was comforting and (N) seemed to enjoy that a lot.

"I didn't know you could play the piano, Milady," the maid said as she threw the dirty linens into the basket. (N) shook her head as the maid put on new linens to the couch.

"I don't," (N) looked at the black and white keys, they showed a reflection of herself. "I just like to admire the instrument," the maid nodded her head as curiosity came to her mind.

Did she know how to play? Was that blur a faint memory of her playing the piano? She had too many questions. So out of curiosity, she decided to play or at least touch one key. (N) sighed as she fixed the chair properly before playing the piano.

As soon as her finger touched the white key, a warm feeling was felt in her chest. A sense of happiness, something she hasn't felt in a while.

"Okay, so far so good," (N) muttered to herself she began to play more keys. The maid smiled as she slowly and quietly left the room, she didn't want to bother her mistress.

The song (N) was playing wasn't made by any composer, she was just fiddling with the keys to make harmony. It almost seemed as if (N) knew what she was doing.

"Do you hear that?" Angelica whispered to Luciel as Madam Red talked with Sebastian. Luciel nodded his head as Angelica grabbed his hand. "Let's follow it!"

As they walked closer to the room, the music grew louder. Loud but yet soft, the tune had a melancholic sound to it. Even so, it was a beautiful song to hear and the children seemed appealed to it.

"Sh," Angelica placed her finger between her lips, signaling her twin brother to be quiet. Which he understood as they opened the door. Their eyes were filled with awe as they saw their mother play the piano.

"Wow." Luciel muttered as his eyes sparkled with delight.

(N) began to play a bit harder, not too harsh though. Each note she played made the children falI into a deep trance. They had missed their mother and never got to see her as much. So hearing her play the piano, an instrument she never played with them, made them feel as if they were in a dream.