Emily returned to the room with a violin in her hands. Her fingers trembled with a little anxiety.
"I remind you again that I haven't played for a long time." She took the bow and ran it over the strings and closed her eyes.
A smooth melody spilled over the room, fingering high and low notes. It flowed over the flowers in the vases as if caressing their petals. This melody ran an imperceptible breeze through the windows, feeling for a way out, and slipped through the open door leading to the garden.
The piano sounds were carefully added to the violin dance. As if asking permission to join this beautiful dance.
Emily opened her eyes to see Justin, his fingers were moving smoothly from one key to another.
She increased the speed, pressing harder and adding depth to the music. The man picked up her pace, and a minute later an extravaganza of violin and piano triumphed in the living room, like two lovers who met after a long separation.
