Cradling my head with a hand, I leaned back to the cushions as Gabriel continued to play soft arias.
I watched his broad back as he played his violin in front of the flower beds uninhibitedly. For some reason, the melodious notes floating in the air made my tears fall for no reason.
He looked like a music prodigy who competed on international music competitions multiple times by the way his bow glided gracefully on the strings and how he played the slow pieces with precision and utter perfection.
His performance seems like he was acting for real.
It went so far as even including subtle expressions, like he lost a lover or something.
I didn't even know that he could play the violin.
