Ava's POV
I blinked, forcing my thoughts into place. “Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. “Let’s go eat.”
“Good! I know this amazing barbecue place just over there.” Nora beamed, shifting the shopping bags in her arms as she started forward. “You’ll love it.”
I followed her, my steps light but measured, every sound around me amplified… the hum of voices, the distant rumble of engines, the scent of roasted meat drifting faintly through the air.
As luck would have it, the concert hall sat right along our path to the restaurant.
The entire entrance was drowned in Laura. Posters and banners had her face blown up, her smile flawless, her eyes serene. The words written across every surface were:
Prodigy Pianist Laura’s Debut Performance.
My fingers twitched at my sides.
Nora scoffed besid
