Pearce Benson


    Jayden''s face was impassive as he said, "I didn''t mean it ike that. Why do you always take it the wrong way?"


    Elyse managed a tight smile. "Oh, so you didn''t mean any of it?"


    She got up quickly, changed into another outfit, and was ready to leave. Jayden tried to follow her,


    but his struggle to get into his wheelchair slowed him down.


    Elyse didn''t wait around; she walked out of the room, violin case in hand.


    As she reached the bottom of the stairs, Driscoll approached her with an update. "Just so you


    know, Miss Tracy Bernard had left early. Would you like to grab some breakfast


    She gave a listless shake of her head. "No, thanks. !''ll skip breakfast."


    Driscoll caught the frostiness in her demeanor and concluded that Jayden had yet to smooth things over.


    After departing from the house, Elyse took a taxi to a secluded park, dedicating her morning to practice. Later, she made her way to a university practice room for a nned meeting with Cody. Noticing Elyse, he quickly dismissed them with a nod


    "Your students?" Elyse asked, a hint of curiosity coloring her tone.


    "Not quite," Cody answered, his eyes briefly scanning a document before him. "I''m just subbing


    for a friend this week. Those two were here to pepper me with questions."


    Elyse nodded, a pang of envy for the students able to seek Cody''s advice-a privilege she wished


    for herself.


    "How''s your practice of Erlkénig?" Cody inquired, setting aside the document and fixing his gaze on her, full of genuine interest.


    Elyse''s nerves spiked as she cradled her violin. "I''ve put everything into this. Today, I''m here to let you hear the results."


    Cody nodded approvingly. "Alright, let''s get started."


    He wasted no time, gesturing for her to begin without further preamble.


    Her hands trembled slightly as she took the violin out, drew in a deep breath, and menced


    ying.


    The piece "Erlkénig" was notoriously challenging-known for tripping up even seasoned professionals with its plexity.


    Despite her talent, Elyse had never before tackled a piece so demanding.


    As thest note faded, she bit her lip and looked at Cody with a mix of hope and guilt.


    With a teasing smile, Cody asked, "Did you notice your mistakes?"Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    She nodded, more embarrassed than before. It wasn''t just one error,there were


    several Wort.


    Cody gently took the violin from her, ready to demonstrate.


    "Let me show you something," he said, exining every detail.


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    Invigorated by his instruction, Elyse immediately attempted the piece again, this time with a


    marked improvement in her performance.


    "I''m getting better!" she eximed, surprised and ted at her own progress.


    Her natural aptitude was undeniable, reminiscent of someone Cody once knew well.


    For a moment, seeing his old friend''s reflection in Elyse''s talent left him momentarily dazed. Elyse''s prompt brought him back to reality, and he cleared his throat to mask his momentarypse. "Good, you did a great job. But..."


    He hesitated, then shifted the conversation, sensing a weight in her previous performance. "Are you in a bad mood? Your music sounded so heavy, almost like it wasn''t meant to lift spirits." Recalling the previous day''s events, Elyse reflexively denied any distress. "No, nothing''s been bothering me."


    Cody''s gaze pierced through her facade as he spoke with an understanding tone. "You don''t have to lie to me. I know your music -your emotions are woven into it. I can hear the pain and sadness." Elyse was taken aback; she hadn''t expected Cody to discern her emotional state simply through her violin ying. His insight affirmed his mastery, yet it left her uneasy.


    She hesitated to share her troubles.


    The issues between her and Jayden were theirs to resolve-outside interference wouldn''t mend their rift.


    Cody, recognizing her reluctance to divulge more, didn''t press further. Instead, he made a single


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    The invitation left Elyse puzzled and intrigued. Was Cody subtly offering her tutge?


    She recalled hearing about Cody''s decision to choosing an apprentice during thest selection


    period; he hadn''t taken anyone on then.


    The thought of asking outright if she was being considered as his apprentice flitted through her mind, but embarrassment restrained her. She worried that such a question might seem presumptuous, as if she were ttering herself.


    With these thoughts swirling in her mind, she bid Cody farewell. Carrying her violin case, Elyse wandered aimlessly across the campus.


    She wasn''t ready to go home and face Jayden, preferring instead to while away the hours in solitude.


    Just as she was about to exit the campus grounds, a car pulled up in front of her, and the slowly rolled down to reveal a familiar face.


    She recognized the man instantly-he was the enthusiastic fan who had sent her flowers. Elyse nced around nervously, hoping someone might be nearby to offer assistance. Noticing her apprehension, the man quickly introduced himself, hoping to ease her fears. "Don''t be nervous, Miss Lloyd. My name is Pearce Benson, and I''m a big fan of your work." Elyse eyed him warily. "How did you know where to find me?"


    Pearce offered a gentle smile, hoping to appear non-threatening. "I''m an honored professor here at the university. I just happened to be here for some work today and was surprised to see you"