Bryan’s pov
I looked at her as she started playing, I haven’t heard her play the piano or sing in years.
I thought of asking her, but I didn’t know how to, when she told us the song she will play and sing to I got curious.
I have never heard the song, but I can’t wait to hear her sing, she closed her eyes and started pressing the notes without even looking at them.
It was like she has played them so much that she knows which key is where, her voice was still as beautiful as I remember but now it held something.
It held pain and anger, the moment she got to the I AM ALIVE part I saw tears in her eyes and without thinking about I started walking to her side.
Her aunt held me, her eyes held all the warning, and I didn’t take another step, but I felt tears roll down my cheeks as wel
