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Silent Sonata

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In my silent world, you bring music, you bring life. I was accustomed with the peace that silence brings until I hear your melody. The silence that I thought once a sanctuary devoured by your prepossesing harmony. I no longer cared about tranquility that very moment I set eyes on you, my sonata.


I dont care about my looks, my social class, how the society judge me because I was busy minding my own business. Being an only heiress of successful airline company has never been easy, some might say I'm at the top of the world but that doesn't work for me. I need to grow early, I need to learn, I need to study. I don't have time to be child, to play, and because of that I became neophyte with those of my age.


 I don't really care being inferior, I was always composed, until that day when I was caught on by those beautiful pair of hazel eyes. The sound of her laughter caught me on guard, the very first time in my entire life that I don't know what to do. 


That moment I'm sure, I don't ever wanna go back on Silence.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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