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Piano Forte: PrologueHer hands trembled as they glided across the piano keys, small gasps of air escaping her chapped lips. It was the pressure of his presence behind her, his eyes watching ever so carefully for the slightest mishap. It was this mishap that would condemn her family. There they sat, their backs turned to her, their heads nodding forward from the drugs that induced them into a state of unconsciousness. His gun was aimed for the youngest: her fragile sister. Sweat beaded off of her skin; the keys became more difficult to play.Piano Forte: Prologue
“Only a minute remains…” his voice reminded her. He was toying with her; he wanted her to know h
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