Her Song
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"She was my sister and we both love music.
I used to play my instrument for her whenever she requested. I used to encourage her to play the music she loves. I used to teach her everything about the music of life.
Until, she began to play the violin. That's when we grew apart.
Little did I know, that a secret had been unraveled that made me think over what our relationship with music meant."
~Hailey, from Her Song
What would be that secret? Would they reconcile their relationship before it gets too late?
Read on to find out...
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