The Deceiver's Handbook
My voice was steady and low at first, and then it rose, carried by the strings and the hush of the crowd.
I poured everything into the lyrics, every heartbreak, every betrayal, every sleepless night. I gave it everything I had in me.
I sang not just for Carol, but for myself. For the boy who used to dream in melodies; for the man who nearly forgot how to feel.
And as the final chorus swelled, I opened my eyes and lo! I beheld Carol. She was crying silent tears, with the drops glistening on her cheeks. Rufus held her hand, his own eyes misty and surrounded by them were guests who leaned forward, mesmerized by the music.
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