PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE

Mark Conely

MARK CONELY WAS in his wheelchair watching from the front row the concert of the young Guillian M. Melthow, which he had just learned was his son, the boy was making a real spectacle with his guitar full of effects that made him immediately remember of great names who wore that instrument and which in a way had influenced him in his instrument, the violin.

The boy was much more than talent put into action, he radiated energy in the form of music, he was the perfect union of talent, beauty and production. He, as a musician, knew very well that it was difficult to find several qualities in a single person, especially when he performed for such a young crowd, but here was one of them, he had barely left the state of a child and was already enchanting the world with his melodies. electrifying performances and an unparalleled stage presence.

Mark looked to the side and saw his best friend for many years, world movie star Anthony Melthow, and he smiled in his direction, they both knew they had been through a lot of good and bad things until they reached that moment of redemption. and glory.

The boy on stage was a true phenomenon on that instrument, Mark had never seen someone so young play in such an incredible way, the boy himself was already the show, but his talent with the instrument far surpassed his own talent, he kept thinking as much as he studied and trained to acquire such technique on the instrument, as a high— level musician he knew it was not easy.

That brought a feeling he had never experienced, now Mark knew what people felt when they heard him play his violin...

Mark's eyes shed rivers of tears of joy to see him there...

In their habitat...

Even after everything she's been through to have him by her side again...

The world really went around, but it always ended up in the same place...

unparalleled joy and happiness settled around him, a dream come true, even after an endless nightmare, Mark realized that persevering in a dream is the only path we should follow when the world insists on taking us to the hell.

He was glad to know that his best friend, after all, had redeemed himself, both with him and Josie and no matter how many hells they had to face, a moment of happiness is worth more than a lifetime of suffering.

Mark realized there was such a joy in his heart that he couldn't explain...

If it needed to be explained...

He just thanked God for being such a blessed man in that way... it wasn't a wheelchair that prevented him from walking and dreaming, because at that moment he felt he had wings and flew as high as his imagination could go.

JOSIE CAME TO HIM, hugged him and said:

— This is the best moment of my life, you know that? It was simply worth it to go through everything we went through.

Mark nodded happily and said:

— I have more good news.

Josie was stunned to see him say that, prepared, got up and without any help remained standing for two minutes.

— Mark!!! — She shouted, happy for that action.

— I wanted to break the news to you at the right time.

She smiled happily to see her friend recovering.

— You don't know how happy it makes me.

— Of course I know…especially after everything we've been through.

— But we passed...

— And best of all…we spent it together.