13. Jerk.

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Chapter-13. Rhea's POV: If the destinations get hazy, Lower your sight for a moment, Wherever your head bows down, There only the way to God is found, I was in performance, singing all my sadness and qualms away. The thought of the jerk and my unplaced life, muddled life flown out of the window, the moment I felt my fingertips on the piano keys. Whenever I sing, I feel connected with myself. As if it takes something warm, a sound that comes from deep within me, bringing me back my inner peace. Moreover, the feeling that I experience sharing it with these roomful of amazing people, it gives me contentment. It is so thrilling as well. That is what made me choose singing as my profession. Therefore, I am here in the music room singing without a heed in the world. You Change your luck,

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