CHAPTER 39: Volumes Of Love

  Emily's POV

  I sat behind the piano, trying to create something unique, but a piece felt missing as I continued trying to compose the music in the head. Why was it difficult to compose the song in my head?

  "This is harder than I thought," I voiced thoughtfully as I played another piece, but something also felt missing. Perhaps it felt that way because I was the one listening to the song. If only Berton was here to tell me whether I was doing it correctly or not.

  This was becoming exhausting, but I had no intention to give up any time. "Gosh, this is really difficult to do on my own," I groaned in frustration as I tried again. After multiple trials, I finally found a nice piece. Drawn to the enchanting melodies of the piano. I spent hours lost in the music, my fingers dancing across the ivory keys as I poured out soul into each note.