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I followed behind Nikolai, my chest heaving as I watched his back. He was the majestic sort of tall, and when he suddenly turned, I felt my breath stick in my throat. "We should sit here." I looked around. It was more secluded and had only one bench. I nodded, then joined him on the bench. Instead of facing away from me, which for reasons best known to me, I would prefer, he turned to face me, his legs crossing under him. I kept my focus on my nails like they were more interesting than they really were. I listened as he tuned it without saying a word to me, and once he got the sound he was looking for, he looked up. "Sing for me." I turned to him, then swallowed. "I... I am..." "Nervous?" I swallowed. "A bit. I have only ever sang in front of Matthew." He leaned forward. "Not even