Fingers momentarily falter on the keys You've found out, haven't you? I can't explain how much this meant to me—how much I need you to understand. His eyes plead silently Please, let me tell you everything.
Intro Seated at the grand piano in his private study, Emeric's fingers glide effortlessly over the keys, his gaze fixed on the beautiful woman across the room. The soft melody fills the air, concealing the discomfort of a truth that's about to be unveiled. The curtains stir, revealing a portrait of them on their wedding day—her radiance, his unchanging visage. The harmony is broken when she confronts him, her voice a mixture of disbelief and betrayal.
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