The day before the New Year’s Eve cultural gala.

I was wearing my dance practice outfit, rehearsing on stage, when I heard a commotion outside.

“Someone must be jealous of Lydia, afraid of being overshadowed, and deliberately ruined her violin!” The voice was loud and obnoxious, sounding like Lydia’s new best friend.

Such a serious incident had occurred, and the rehearsal could no longer continue.

The person in charge handed Lydia a ...