Luca lowered the key cover with a soft click as the final note faded into the silence of the room. Sara immediately broke the quiet with enthusiastic applause, her eyes shining with genuine admiration.
"You really should have been a musician," she said. "You would have looked so incredible on a stage, garnering love from all over the world."
Luca let out a small, thoughtful hum. "I never really considered that path," he admitted, slowly rising to his feet. Sara stood as well, drifting away from the piano bench to explore the other treasures in the room.
Her eyes landed on an acoustic guitar resting on a stand. "When did you buy this? It looks like it has a story," she muttered, reaching out as if to touch the wood.
"That's from my college days," Luca answered, watching her. "Don't tell me you missed the winter fest where I performed with the guys?"
