Hank held her gaze."Just enjoy the music."George smiled too."Give it a shot, Celine. I want to hear you play."She hesitated, then finally placed her hands on the keys.Sitting at the piano felt strangely familiar.She took a breath and pressed the first key.The second the note rang out, something inside her came alive.The melodies buried in her bones were still there.She was rusty at first, so Hank slowed his accompaniment and matched her pace.Little by little, she caught up.Soon, they were completely in sync.When the piece ended, Celine stayed at the piano, her fingertips still trembling.George was already in tears, clapping hard."That was beautiful, Celine. This is my fault. I held you back all these years..."Hank turned to her, pulled out a handkerchief, and gently wiped her tears."Celine, you're still young. You're only in your twenties. It's not too late."You can return to piano and start a new chapter in your life."This time, I'm here. You don't
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