Chapter:-108 (Extra:- Anniversary gift)

Before Rain's wedding))

Author POV:-

Trisha was not exactly a fan of classical music. It just wasn't really her style. Not to the extend that she fled the room when her husband put on vinyl – vinyl, who aside from hipsters even still listened to that, really. No, Trisha could listen to it, it just bored her. Not every piece though, some she kind of liked to listen to. Sometimes, they reminded her of her childhood and the neighbor's boy. He used to play the piano all day long, from morning to evening, and he was good. He is a mischievous blonde with mismatched eyes, who worked all day long on improving his play. Trisha was never really sure if the boy did it because he enjoyed playing, or because he was afraid of the consequences from his strict, abusive father. Trisha hadn't understood that as a child, but later on, as a teen, he started to put the pieces together – the bruises, the fact that the boy didn't have any friends, the way he would sometimes flinch away from his father. Tri