Chapter Seven
Livia’s head was bent over her piano when she heard the commotion outside the practice room. She looked up as Charvi, followed by a couple of excited students, came into the room. Charvi looked stunned, overwhelmed, and shocked all at once. She nodded at Livia and then the piano.
“You might want to sit down and play that old wreck one last time.”
Livia blinked, completely discombobulated. She had been working on her composition, Night—her ‘piano p**n,’ as she had told Nox—and had been so into it that the sudden interruption made her shake her head. “What?”
Charvi smiled. “Your boyfriend is a very generous man.” She turned as the wide doors of the music room were opened and a g**g of workmen, huffing and puffing, wheeled in a vast trailer. Livia stood as they maneuvered th
