Kaelen'S POV
My fingers moved over the piano keys, producing a melancholy piece of classical music. I tried to lose myself in each note. To let each chord consume my entire focus. Any kind of distraction from the tiresome healing process was welcome. Convalescing was a b***h.
I hadn’t played this particular melody in years, but my muscle memory would never allow it to be completely forgotten. Music was about the only good thing to come out of my childhood. Somehow, I’d transformed the relentless drilling and practice sessions into my own personal escape. I’d learned early on that the only way to stop the punishment that came after each mistake was to stop making mistakes. Piano became my world—and I enjoyed it.
I paused over the keys. My Fae abilities picked up on the emotions of hurt,
