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Chapter Forty Two
The sound of the music traveled in the quiet of the night. Callum put on a robe over his nightshirt and headed for the drawing-room.
It was was past midnight and the entire manor was asleep.
Besides his brother, obviously. He could never mistake the sound of his melody.
Callum stood at the entrance and watched Liam play.
Every time his brother was behind the piano, it was like he stopped being human for as long as the piece he was playing was going on.
Liam was also in a nightshirt, although Callum was sure he hadn't even tried to sleep before coming here.
Liam looked up from the keys and stopped immediately, startled.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I'd wake someone up. "
"You didn't. I wasn't sleeping either. "
Callum moved closer and took one of the nearest chairs and put it next to his brothers'.
"I don't want to interrupt you."
"You aren't. I should stop anyway. What time is it?"
D Fox"Nothing gold can stay"
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