MARRIED TO AN INFERNO
This is her home, she wants to continue playing on and on to remember her times with her foster mother.
With a deep breath, she placed her hand on the keyboard, her chest expanding in felicity. She swallowed the thick lump that is trying to stop her from playing and then she press on the first key, just like that, she took off into her own world serene, her frith and heaven. This is also a place where her foster mother would always encourage her to go on, to move, to soar up, to let go, to smile, to cherish any loved one, to keep the bad past away, to shine bright, make the future amazing and to be happy.
Bab Populer