Accompany Me

Accompany Me

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"I had dreams!" Felicity shouted as she broke a plate. The ceramic scattered around them. "And I put them on hold just for you? Only for you to not sacrifice something back." "I can't control it, and you know it," Ray spat out, her tears spilling and down her cheeks within seconds. "I didn't ask you to make way for me when you came to me during that audition." ~».«~ To which Felicity Everheart is a prodigy child pianist and Ray Stone is an upcoming violinist. Felicity knew that playing the piano would make her mother proud, although she despised it. When a competition comes around that requires the pianist to have a companion on stage, she's torn apart. Her fingers danced on the keyboard but her heart was somewhere else. She knew that choices were hard and life changing. Would she be able to focus and win? Or crash and burn, losing her whole reputation? Maybe even fall in love with her piano once more before breaking?
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