[Today was that day once more. Frederic knew it in his heart that this day would come again, however part of him wish it didn't. Sitting at his newly moved piano in his own music room at the new apartment, he begins playing Mozart's
Piano Sonata No.8 K.310 in A minor Movement No. 2 concentrating and becoming lost in his own world that is the piano
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When she hears the music coming from her journal, she stops to listen. After Frederic has played his own composition and is taking a break, she says quietly:] That was very pretty. You play the piano so well.
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[She should bake him a cake!]
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[…She'll go to his old apartment, unless he says something.]
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