ADELINE
I missed a note for the seventeenth time. The same f*****g note.
I slam my hands down on the table, the pain bursting through my veins. I do it again trying not to flinch. The room is still, everything paused except for my ragged breathing. I’m feeling agitated again.
I rise suddenly, the bench tipping over. I grab the sheet music and rip the pages from the stand. They fall to the ground around me. Tears burn my eyes and a lump forms in my throat. Before I knew it, the sob wrenched out of me.
“Adeline?”
I whirl around. Wesley stood at the door to my room, his face etched in concern. “Can I come in?”
I was still mad at him but I’m feeling frustrated this evening and for no apparent reason. I wiped my tears from my cheeks hurriedly and gave a nod. He walked in, helping me with
