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    “Susanna, have you considered that if she really is Norah, why hasn’t she approached us?” Sean’s query sent Susanna into a contemtive silence. The possibility that Nora might be Norah had initially surprised her, but she hadn’t dwelled on it much.


    “But, Sean, why don’t we just confirm it? If we’re wrong, it’s not the end of the world,” she reasoned.


    Sean patted her head, thinking to himself how naive she was.


    “Okay. I’ll do it for you.”


    He was, after all, a brother deeply devoted to his sister. In truth, he always endeavored to treat Susanna kindly, especially considering the hardships she had endured.


    “Alright. We’ll meet Nora after thepetition tomorrow,” Susanna said.


    With her mission aplished and the good news ryed to Joanna, Susanna left with a bounce in her step.


    After her departure, Sean found himself unable to concentrate on his work. He stared nkly at the table before searching online for information about Nora Moon.


    Her eyes and the shape of her face did bear a resemnce to Norah’s. However, mere facial simrities weren’t enough to confirm her identity.


    He dialed T to gather more details about Nora Moon. Fulfilling his promise, he nned to meet her the following day.


    A message from T arrived quickly, confirming what Sean had previously uncovered online: Nora was simply a fresh face in the world of pianists, with very little information avable about her. Her face, perpetually concealed beneath a mask, had yet to be seen in public. This enigmatic persona greatly fueled the curiosity of her followers.


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    Sean briefly nced at the message and promptly closed the page, showing no interest. He dismissed it as nothing more than frivolous entertainment news.


    Ever since his arrival in Bellfolk, numerous people and things had brought back memories of Norah.


    The following day brought renewed enthusiasm for both Susanna and Joanna. They seemed to have revived their old zeal, working diligently toward a shared objective.


    Standing at the entrance of the music hall, Joanna looked intently at Nora’s poster on the door. Filled with resolve, she was determined to discover the true identity hidden behind the mask.


    “Susanna, forget what Sean mentioned yesterday. Our primary goal is to see the face beneath Nora’s mask,” Joanna dered with determination.


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