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Chapter 25
Skyla (Past) He said with a deadly serious expression on his face, "I know I told you I want the title of the winner and that trophy from you. I didn't change my demand. But I want you not to compete with other contestants for the trophy and a ticket to get to learn violin from a famous violinist for a year for free. I want you to play for yourself. You love music. So, play your music full of passion, Skyla. Give everything in your music. Show your emotions to your music. Your sadness, your empathic pain, your appreciation of beauty, your calmness, your excitement, your joy, every emotion of yours, Skyla." He stopped. Looking into my eyes directly, he said, "Play with your heart." That's what I needed to hear from him at that moment. He was my inspiration, my violin teacher. I never saw
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