Dark Muse

Chapter 61 Erik

Chapter sixty-one

Erik

I nod, satisfied. This is how she creates. Raw emotion, funneled through her violin.

My phone rests in my hand, fingers tapping without purpose.

Raindrop presses under my arm, steady and warm. Dewdrop has settled on the step beneath me, quiet and watchful.

I take in the room again. The angles. The light. The acoustics.

There is space for the piano.

Once she gets this out, she will understand.

The music begins to slow.

I rise and go to get Remy.

“She is ready for comfort now.”