Richard nodded in agreement. “Alright as you wish,” he said.
To be honest, he had already realized that Renea’s main reason for wanting to wear a veil was to conceal her face.
Renea nodded in gratitude.
The crowd cheered when Richard worked on to stage in a white suit under the dim illumination.
Richard walks to the piano and takes her seat. The light fell from above, casting him in a surreal grow that made him seem untouchable.
As the enchanting melody of the piano began, a spotlight illuminated the other end of the stage. A woman dressed in a white, classical attire wearing a veil, moved gracefully in a dance.
The piano melody alternates between the gentle flow of a mountain stream and the grander river rushing through a mountain range, stirring the depths of hearts.
