Savior

Chapter-six

Salvatore A was the best violinist I had seen in my life. Both my grandparents were a fan of his since his early days. People said he’d started young and since then he’d been playing just the same. If you’re wondering about his improvement, then there was no scope. Why? Because he was perfect since the beginning and I had no doubts in it. Even now when he played with such passion and concentration, I had tears in my eyes to listen him play. I wish same could be said by the one sitting next to me.

Sole looked as if he’d been tortured by a bunch of goons who now were making him sit on an ice slab. Not only he seemed disinterested but also he appeared to be in pain.

‘Are you alright?’ I asked.

‘Hmm.’ He replied which made me more sure of my observation about him.

‘If you want we can le