Chapter 22— Too Desperate For Company.

KYRA

There was a room with its door slightly ajar, a faint light flickering from within. My heart hammered yet something about it drew me in.

Maybe it was the stillness. Or maybe it was the fact that I didn’t want to go back to the quiet darkness of my room to be reminded of the memories that seemed to haunt me.

I hesitated at the threshold, then stepped inside.

The first thing I saw was a piano.

It sat in the center of the room, elegant, its ...