Arissa walked down the staircase listening to the piano being played. Since she arrived here, that piano hasn't been touched.
Seeing Nicklaus playing, she paused for a moment and focused on his back. He was playing the piano so beautifully but something was wrong with the sound. The sound gave her thorny emotions.
It was sad....sad and also sounded like he was trying to relate some dark emotions through the sound. Was he alright? She thought concerned.
Going into the kitchen, she prepared herself a cup of tasty coffee. She thought of making him one but immediately kicked against it.
She doesn't want him to take things she does to the heart. His question last night was inconsequential to her but she was still the same person who went to bed thinking about it.
She walked closer to him with her coffee mug softly in her grip. Getting to him, she placed her coffee mug on the piano lid before offering him a sweet morning smile.
