The Violin's Secret

The Violin's Secret

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"He crashed the violin violently on the floor and in a minute it was converted into pieces. She went in to the corner of the room and hugged her knees and cried her heart out as she was broken, her dream had been crashed..." She then woke up of her horrible dream which reminded her of her past traumatic experience. Her eyes then went over to the violin which was kept in a corner of the room. A drop of tear came from her left eye as she admired it, then some male voice called her angrily,"Achlys Crawford....come out right now!". After hearing this she took her gun and went out of the room.
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