The Pianist Next Door

The Pianist Next Door

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Everyone has their own mystery to solve. Cameron Forests' mystery is the Pianist Next Door. Who is she? Why does she play so late at night? Why does she play such music? How does she look like? Most Importantly.. Why does it help him sleep? .•.•.•.• He hated it. Absolutely despised it. Interrupting his upbeat rock song with a soothing classical piano, he groaned as he peeked through the seems of the curtain. Seeing their house right next to his. Their beautiful glass door was shut, curtains draped over it as music poured from the house, full of emotion, passion and power. Due to insomnia, he couldn't sleep at night very well. After taking sleeping pills, yet he still lies on his bed, his hands tucked under his head as he stares at the blank ceiling. Thinking about life. Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock The sudden surge of emotion flooded through his ears in a musical form. At first, he took his pillow and covered it over himself, shutting the hated melody out, but soon fell asleep to the soothing tune. Who is the Pianist Next Door?
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Vi wasn't looking for anything. Her late night café shifts were quiet and predictable. The same faces. The same city lights. Then Evelyn started showing up. She never said much. Never touched her coffee. Always stared at the skyline like it meant something only she could see. Vi tried not to notice, but Evelyn lingered in her thoughts. She was calm, distant, but not cold. Familiar in a way that didn't make sense. Vi told herself it didn't matter. But she found herself waiting for the quiet footsteps at closing time. For the silence between them. For the questions she wasn't ready to ask. She didn't know it yet, but Evelyn was only the beginning. There was someone else waiting. Someone she could be with. Someone who could love her back.

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