Jaes pov
Her voice. She might as well be an angel.
I slowly walked in and walked behind her.
I grabbed a guitar and slowly started playing along.
But she stopped.
"Continue." I whisper.
I just played the guitar waiting for her to play.
But she got up.
I grabbed her wrist and pushed her into the chair.
I started playing 'she will be loved'
Because...she will be loved.
