It always brought me peace, but in this moment, I wasn't doing it for me.

I was doing it for Alessio, knowing i would bring him peace and ease the pain
I had caused him.

I didn't have much to give him, so I gave him the only thing I had. The only thing I knew I had. Something I had treasured close to me for years.

After playing the song once, I played it a second time. My eyes caught Alessio's shoulders dropping as he started to relax in his sofa chair. A breathy
sigh escaped past his lips, and the pained expression on his face slowly started to fade away, until he was staring at me with soft eyes.

I melted into his stares, my heart accelerating as l took him in. As the song came to an end tor a second time, I paused, my fingers laid gently over the keys as I breathed. Alessio stayed still, and he waited for my next move.

Slowly pushing the bench away, I stood up and walked around the piano until I was standing in front of it, facing Alessio. There was nothing between us. I just had to walk a few steps and I would be in his arms.

And that was exactly what I did.

One second I was standing away from Alessio and the next, I was right in
front of him, standing berween his spread legs. My knees touched his sofa chair as I looked down at him.

My eyes moved over his hard, muscled chest and then down the length of his
arms until they landed on his right hand.

He was still holding the flower I had given him.

A single white peony.

His fingers were wrapped around the stem like he never wanted to let go. But
even then, his hold looked almost gentle, as if he was scared to ruin the delicate
Flower.

I choked back a sob as my eyes moved to his other hand.
He was holding the note I had sent him before coming to the piano room. I
knew what it said. I had stared at it for hours before finally having the courage to send it to him,

Please come to the piano room. I want to play for you.

That was what it said. Simple words, yet it meant a lot to both of us.
Glancing away from his hands, I looked into his eyes again. Without giving it a second thought, I sat down on his lap, settling myself sideways and leaning against his shoulder

I felt Alessio's shocked breath, and then his arms were around me, so quick
that it took me by surprise. He crushed me to him and buried his face in my
neck

My name was barely a whisper against his lips, but I heard it. I felt it. Placing
my head on his shoulder,I wrapped an arm around his waist.

We were both silent for a few moments. Alessio kept his face buried in my neck, and I felt him place a soft kiss there before tightening his arms around me.

Ayla," he started, but I squeezed his waist, stopping him.

Just let me talk, okay? I need to say something. replied.

"Okay," he readily agreed. "Whatever you want, Ayla."

Moving my head from his shoulder, it forced him to shift away from my neck
too.

I sat up straignt on his lap, our faces a few inches apart my hands came up
to cup his cheeks, my fingers rubbing gently over the slight stubble.

I'm sorry,I whispered.

Alessio's eyes widened, and he quickly shook his head. "No. Don't But his flowing words were stopped by my finger pressed over his lips.

"No, listen to me, Alessio. Please, just let me get this out, okay?

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