Y/N L/N is a single mother who has been raising her daughter Alex for the past 20 years while also running a hotel on an exotic Greek Island. With Alex's wedding day right around the corner, the last thing on Y/N's mind is Alex's father. However, th...
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Three years ago. . .
Peter Parker let out a sigh as he walked aimlessly through the airport. As an aspiring photographer, he was always looking for new places to go and shoot. Luckily for him, he had found out about this beautiful Greek island called Kalokairi that not too many people knew about. That meant staying there was less expensive and the scenery would be new to photography.
However, what he didn't realize was that the language was different and everywhere he went, every sign he tried to read, was written in Greek. Peter sighed again in frustration as he ran a hand through his hair and tried to determine what the sign in front of him was trying to say.
He was just about to give up and try and find out if someone around here spoke English when he heard the most beautiful voice he had ever heard fill the air.
"I'm nothing special, in fact I'm a bit of a bore. If I tell a joke, you've probably heard it before. But I have a talent, a wonderful thing 'Cause everyone listens when I start to sing I'm so grateful and proud All I want is to sing it out loud."
Peter instantly perked up at the sound of the girl's voice and didn't even hesitate before following it around the corner to where a blonde haired girl around his age sat at a piano. Peter's eyes widened at the sight of her. Not only did she have an amazing voice, but she was the prettiest girl he had ever laid eyes on.
"So I say Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing. Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty. What would life be? Without a song or a dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music For giving it to me."
Peter seemed to be in a trance as he watched the girl sing and he quickly looked around him to see if anyone was paying attention to the girl before them. He almost gasped when he realized not a single person was actually looking at her. There were a few tapping their feet to the beat, but other than that, no one was really paying attention. Peter didn't understand why.
"Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk. She says I began to sing long before I could talk. And I've often wondered, how did it all start? Who found out that nothing could capture a heart like a melody can? Well, whoever it was, I'm a fan. So I say Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing. Thanks for all the joy they're bringing. Who can live with it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or a dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music For giving it to me."
"I've been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair I wanna sing it out to everybody What a joy, what a life, what a chance!"
