When the Music Burns
Her body gradually softened in my arms, her breathing shallow and unsteady.
When it was over, she leaned weakly against me, trembling like a frightened kitten, letting me hold her close.
The noise of the crowd came back into focus. She gave a small laugh and whispered, "This really is a concert I'll never forget."
I wanted to add her on Messenger so we could stay in touch and maybe meet somewhere else next time.
However, she declined.
"Let's just call it a fleeting encounter, okay? No need to keep in touch after this; think of it as a one-time adventure," she said.
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