Cara, with her passion for the Ancient Zither performance echoing in her heart, bubbled with anticipation and excitement.

Her heart raced, eager to soak in every note that Maria would play.

She yearned to hear the untouched, authentic essence of Maria's composition.

“Oh, seriously?" Clare's voice dripped with venomous sarcasm, a sneer painted across her face.

“You can play it? Are you even in your right mind?"