Katherine played the violin, completely immersed in the rhythm, her body moving gracefully with the music.

“Wow… this is beautiful,” Esther murmured, watching as Katherine changed her rhythm, playing more passionately, as if pouring her soul into the violin. Closing her eyes, Katherine continued to play, dancing to her own music.

When she finished, she threw the violin on the ground, her eyes betraying the heartbreak she felt.

“I never knew you were good with violins,” Esther said, smiling.

“I played them when I was younger. I can't remember everything, but what I do remember, I played it so well... just like my mother,” Katherine muttered.

“Your mother?!” Esther raised...