Feel very angry

Turns out, it was indeed Albert. Longing filled Luna as she gazed at Albert; the anger she had built up over the past three days seemed to dissipate into thin air. With his face in view, she closed her eyes, immersing herself in the melody of his piano playing.

"Albert," Luna murmured, her voice more like a whisper, and of course, Albert couldn't hear her.

"Albert," Luna repeated, this time her voice trembling slightly. Luna didn't know what to say to Albert. She still loved her partner deeply, and she had also agreed to the arranged marriage set up by her grandfather. So, what should Luna say to Albert? She shook her head as the word "breakup" crossed her mind. No, I can't do it, Luna thought.

"Albert," this time she spoke as calmly as possible, confident that Albert could hear her.

"Albert," Luna called again, but he seemed lost in his piano playing, either deliberately ignoring her or completely absorbed in the music.

Brakk.

Luna slammed her hand onto the piano keys, causing Albert