Kelsey hadn't felt this light in forever.
Since her parents passed away, she'd barely touched a piano.
Sometimes, when the craving hit, she'd duck into a music store and play for an hour, just to remember.
Dancing was different. She could do that anywhere. But piano? That was a luxury.
Back then, she was barely scraping by.
Dexter's expenses alone were choking her. How could she afford something as extravagant as playing the piano?
A beautiful melody flowed from her fingertips anyway.
Right now, she was relaxed. Happy. A real, genuine smile touched her lips for the first time in what felt like ages.
Music really can touch people.
Quiana watched her, totally captivated, and couldn't help but pull out her phone to record her.
The long-haired, artsy guy had initially been drawn to Kelsey's looks, he just wanted to talk to her.
But when he heard her recognize the piece as a mournful sonata, he'd invited her to play a four-hand duet. He never expected her to be this good.
