Three Months Ago
The violins began to play a slow deep music echoing through the dark, slowly a low harmony of flutes followed behind the violins then more viols joined to the dark harmony. The dark empty theatre, seated at the back, a woman had her eyes closed—lost in the music, her raven black hair tied up in tight bun and she wore office wear, white shirt, black pencil skirt and four-inch stilettos.
Lightly she shakes her head, following the flow the music but she joys would be cut short as a man stumbled into the theatre. His worry gaze looked around the theatre and when they landed on this woman, he released a shaky sigh before approaching her. He bowed his head, “mistress…” He muttered nervously.
She stayed silent and her eyes still close, the music still played filling the theat
