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6 months passed.
It was a chill winter's night in December. Some dry snow was on the ground, being swept around by the swirling breezes coming through the streets. But inside the City Concert Hall, it was warm and lively. A huge crowd had formed in its lobby which spilled out into the street, waiting to be seated for the Premiere of Andrei Gavrilov's Symphony No. 2, the "Regeneration" Symphony.
Andrei and Nadia were up on the top level in
Nadia returned to her empty home dejectedly. She slept poorly that night because of her racing thoughts.
"Just wait until tomorrow, then everything will be resolved," one thought would go, but other thoughts immediately followed:
"What if I've made a mistake? What if I'm just over-thinking it all? What if Andrei's intentions aren't at all what I thought they were, and he just wants to be my friend? 'Just friends' he might say. Just friends... but I don't
It was now January, the bleakest point of the year. But I was in high spirits, because I was expecting any day for Victor to propose to me. He made his love for me so obvious that I was surprised he didn't say it yet. However, Nikolai was despairing. Elena refused to accept any invitations now, but would still let him talk to her. One day, Nikolai fled to me from some scene he had.
"I don't know what to do, Anna! She's gone mad!" he exclaimed.
Updated Apr-20-2011 at 17:01 by Huilunsoittaja