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Chapter 8: After the Storm

작가: Vivian O
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-09-28 21:30:59

Klaus's Pov

The reviews were somehow brutal,not about our performance—that had been universally praised as "transcendent" and "a revelation of musical partnership."

No, the brutality was in the subtext, the carefully coded language that anyone in Munich's cultural scene would understand perfectly.

"Richter and Brauer's interpretation of the Brahms sonata was intensely personal," wrote Klaus Weber's review in the Süddeutsche Zeitung, "perhaps more revelatory than intended for such a public venue."

The Münchner Merkur was even less subtle: "While the technical execution was flawless, one wonders if such passionate musical chemistry might be better suited to more intimate settings."

I sat in my apartment the morning after the gala, surrounded by newspapers and my laptop displaying various online reviews, feeling like I was reading my own obituary.

My phone had been buzzing incessantly—interview requests, congratulations, and several calls from my publicist that I was studiously ignori
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