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... f a violin came to an abrupt stop.
"Miss Nathan..."
The young woman stood, violin in hand, her soft voice laced with nervousness.
She wore a simple cotton maxi dress and had a pure, clean air about her.
Cecilia Nathan’s gaze fell on the violin. "He never lets anyone touch this violin," she said with a smile.
The young woman’s grip on the violin tightened. "Don’t worry," she said. "I’m not going to fight you for him."
The young woman before her was ...
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