Nalya

I squeaked and clutched my chest in shock. I inhaled and smiled at Miss Nadia. She smiled back at me kindly, and I almost buckled. She scrutinized me up and down. Her hand caressed my cheek gently. 

"You have lovely eyes, Nalya," she whispered. She almost sounded enchanted. She let go in surprise and shuffled uncomfortably. 

"I heard you play and couldn't resist coming. I'm sorry if I interrupted you," I said. 

"No, dear. Do you play?"

"Yes, but not as good as you," I said. Miss Nadia smiled at me, and warmness spread through my body. Miss Nadia held my hand and took me to a white bench...