Con Anima, a Niente | Isadora Capri

Con Anima, a Niente | Isadora Capri

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COMPLETE There was something innately intimate about music-the way it left one's soul bare, revealed all imperfections, all insecurities. It was trust in its highest form, allowing the listener to chip a piece off the performer's heart and judge it in its entirety. And it was intrusive-perhaps that was why Victoria played, but did not feel. At least not until Isadora Capri came along and seized her heart: slowly, at first, and then all at once. Private lessons. Late night talks. Devotion. Passion. Feeling. Con anima, a niente-with feeling, to nothing. *** Important to note that I do not support teacher/student relationships in real life. Obviously the main character is of age though. Lots of musical terminology-might need a dictionary for this one, although most of it is explained through writing and context clues! Happy reading :)
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It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.

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