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Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen
Author: Elvis Brown
last update2024-10-24 00:02:48
As Richard’s fingers gently hovered over the guitar strings, an unexpected hush filled the room. The audience, captivated by the rhythm of the guitar, had forgotten about the rivalry. They were pulled into the melody that Richard weaved with his touch. Each note resonated deeper than the last, and the atmosphere shifted.

Sandra, who had been so certain of her victory, couldn't hide her shock. When she saw Richard's calm, measured approach, she felt a twinge of unease. As his melody began to flow, she could sense something stirring in the room, something that no amount of practiced technique could overcome.

When the final note of Richard’s performance lingered in the air, a deep silence followed. It was a silence of reflection, of the kind of music that moved the soul. Richard gently placed the guitar down and slowly opened his eyes, his breath steady.

“Who won?” Richard asked, his voice calm, almost unbothered by the tension surrounding him. His words hung in the air, defying the obvio
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