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    Nancy, sitting a row behind, struggled to follow their conversation. Her eyes, fixed on Nora, betrayed a mix of envy and resentment.


    Ka, who had never been particrly fond of Nora on a personal level, found herself respecting the pianist’s undeniable skill. For those who excelled so distinctly, admiration was the only feeling, not jealousy.


    The audience hushed as the spotlight intensified on Nora at the piano. She sat elegantly, hands poised above the keys, embodying a serene readiness for the performance to begin.


    On that vast stage, with only a piano and a captivating woman, the entire hall seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the first note to resonate through the silence.


    Something Had Gone Wrong With Nora


    After striking the first note, the melody unfolded with precision. Ka, her eyes closed in concentration, listened intently before reopening them.


    “It’s not like Nora’s usual skill. The notes are spot on, but the rhythm’s all off.”


    With hundreds of rehearsals under her belt, that melody’s rhythm should have been second nature. Aside from hitting the wrong note, she shouldn’t have made such a slip.


    “She tried hard to adjust it, but it was futile. Such a shame.” In an internationalpetition, even a minor slip could lead to elimination.


    Ka felt a pang of regret. She had thought Nora might make it to the finals.


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    Nancy smiled softly. “Maybe she’s just having an off day. I’m sure she’ll make waves in the music world soon.”


    “If Nora keeps on this path, she’ll be a star in the international music scene. But it’s unfortunate she won’t rank in thispetition.”


    Joanna also noticed something amiss on stage.


    “Norah seems a bit off. Any idea what’s up?”


    Susanna gripped her brother’s arm. “Sean, Norah looks like she’s in pain. What’s with that expression while she ys?” The part of Nora’s face not covered by her mask seemed to furrow in difort.


    Sean nced down and sent a message to T, requesting the stage surveince footage.


    Nora’s performance naturally drew attention, prompting whispers in the audience. After all, Nora had delivered a stable and ster performance in thestpetition, a stark contrast to now.


    Amy sensed something was wrong too. Nora, alone at the piano, yed each note with visible strain.


    Her anxiety mounted as she watched Nora press on. What was happening to her?


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