My Love from my Photograph

Part 6

(Y/n)'s POV

"(Y/n)! Your scales are all wrong! Do it again!" The "mother" from my last dream came back again.

"Watch out for your fingerings on appegios! Again!"

"(Y/n)!! What are the rules for melodic scales? Do it again!" This time, she hit my hands with a thick stick. After hours of practicing, my hands had became red.

"That's it. Can't you show more efforts for better improvements? Go to your room now!" My "mother" yelled at me. I ran up to my room and locked the door when I'm inside. I threw myself on my bed and cried. Even until dinner was over, I was still lying in bed. The same goes for the rest of the days. As for practicing pieces, I only wanted to play the ones that I like. But both my  "parents" told me to play the ones that were difficult, or those which were not my favorites.

Everyday I can only look outside from my window, how other girls can live the life they wanted to. How I admired the choices they could make.

I've got no idea how long had this been going on, I wished that this wasn't my life.

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"Miss (Y/n)? Miss (Y/n)? Are you alright?" When my blurry vision turns clear, I can see Emily is standing beside me.

"I think so... Th-thank you, Miss Emily."

"Please call me Emily. It's a good thing that you are fine. You seem to be having a bad dream,"

"I am fine, just some w-weird dream that I don't wish to know. Where am I, by the way?"

"You're at my place, Mr. Joseph carried you here while your headache worsened. An advice from me, it's the best to relax your mind and don't force yourself to think back the memories you have lost. It's going to worsen your pain."

"O-oh, thank you."

"Well then, please lie down and make yourself comfortable here. I'll go and bring you dinner."

"Th-thank you again." She leaves the room as I pull out my book. The title for chapter 2 is "Family Changed" Another white sheet has brand new words on it but this time it isn't poems, it writes:
After sister's death, they've changed. They've all changed. More than 14 hours of practicing on the piano a day, and hurt my hands just because of minor errors. I miss the life I used to live so much... Dear sister, I missed you too...

So I actually have a sister? But I feel very sad that the fact that she's dead. How did Joseph know about this? I need to ask him as soon as possible.

"Miss (Y/n)? I've bring you your dinner."

"Emily, when can I go back again?"

"Perhaps tomorrow, you need to recover your strength first. Here, eat up, then you can go back tomorrow with a better body."

"Okay, thank you, Emily."

"Anytime." She smiles and leaves the room.

The next day, when I can finally go out from Emily's place, I run back to the hunters' building. I call out, but there's no response. Perhaps they're all at the game building?

As I go back to my bedroom, I see a note with a white rose attached to it on the door. I pull it down and read it when I'm inside.

Dear (Y/n),
I hope you are doing better when you see this letter. I'll help you practice your skills over twelve in the afternoon today.

-Joseph

I look at the clock, it's still early. I have several hours left before the meeting time. Maybe I should go and play several rounds of game first.