Peter: Is it love - The original story (Game walk through)

Chapter three part two

I wait a while but no answer... I sigh. I feel bad not going with her, but at the same time, it may be my only chance of getting closer to Peter. I can tell I'm not going to manage to sleep, I'm too excited! Suddenly the soft sound of a piano drifts into my room and delights my ears. The melody is sweet and cheerful, different from what Peter usually plays. It sounds as if he were happy, and I am with him. I'd like it from now on that he plays only that style of music: peaceful, serene and joyful. Maybe he's playing for me? I shouldn't build up false ideas about it... I listen, feeling happy, and little by little, without realizing it, I fall asleep.

Today is the big day, the one I've been looking forward to! Peter and I are going to a concert... And we're going/it'll be, just the two of us! It sounds just like a date, no? He only agreed to come with me because I was alone. I'm worried about getting my hopes up too high and being disappointed... I dress a little more rock than usual; I don't want to look out of place. Nicolae and Lorie went out in the afternoon and still haven't come home. So, I think I can escape without the child throwing a wobbly. I look at myself in the mirror. I'm scared of not measuring up to it, not pretty enough nor fun enough. I hope he won't get bored with me!

As I open my bedroom door, he's already standing in the corridor leaning with his back against the wall. As usual, his dark beauty beguiles me. He looks rather rock, himself, with his leather jacket and blood red t-shirt. He gives me a small smile and my heart starts beating wildly. I really need to learn to stay calm in his presence!

Peter > Ready?

> Ready!

But am I really ready? I love concerts and I'm madly excited about this one. I can't help but feel a little anxious. He gestures for me to walk ahead of him, which I do. As often a gentle silence accompanies our movements. He's parked his car in front of the manor. I take a seat without saying a word. Suddenly I see a soul fragment watching us from the gate! Oh no! Not now... I close my eyes. I don't want my powers to spoil the moment.

Peter > Lucy, are you ok?

He looks at me visibly worried. I did close my eyes a little abruptly, it must have surprised him

> I'm okay, don't worry. I had a bit of a headache, but it's gone.

I still haven't resolved to tell him the truth...

Peter > If you really don't feel well we can cancel, you know...

Does he want to cancel? Suddenly, I panic. Maybe he doesn't want to go with me at all? I prefer to make sure that he too wants to spend the evening with me. I don't want him to feel obliged...

> How about you, Peter, don't you want to go anymore?

Peter > Of course I do, Lucy. I just hope you're enjoying this as much as I am.

His words literally make me melt and I blush a little. He gives me a charming smile and starts the car. I try to start a conversation but I know that Peter is more of a silent guy...

> Have you ever been to this kind of concert, Peter?

He turns his beautiful green eyes towards mine and a small smile stretches across his perfect lips.

Peter > I'm over two hundred years old, Lucy. What do you think? There are few things I haven't tried.

> Did you like it?

Peter > I really liked some, music helps you forget a moment who you are, our memories, our past, I like to forget.

His words leave me perplexed. It shows, Peter has suffered and still suffers today. But why? What chains still imprison his soul?