Homesick | Charles Leclerc

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Charles had been teaching Lexi how to play the piano since the previous summer. He was impressed with her dedication and progress. Lexi, always up for a challenge, had taken to the instrument with enthusiasm, determined to master it.

One sunny afternoon, as they sat in the elegant living room of Charles's Monaco residence, he suggested, "Lexi, how about we work on something a bit more challenging today?"

Lexi, who had become increasingly confident in her piano skills, welcomed the idea with enthusiasm. "I'm up for it, Charles. What do you have in mind?"

Charles moved gracefully to the grand piano, his fingers gliding over the keys with practiced ease. "How about we tackle 'Yellow' by Coldplay?"

Lexi's eyes sparkled with excitement as she recognized the song. She had learned to play it on the guitar and, more recently, on the piano. "Sounds perfect, Charles. I'm ready."

Charles began to play the iconic intro of "Yellow," the gentle melody filling the room. Lexi watched and listened attentively, her fingers itching to join in on the musical journey. Charles had been a patient and dedicated teacher, and she had come to admire his talent and teaching style.

With meticulous guidance, Charles explained the nuances of the song to Lexi. He showed her how to handle the intricate chords and intricate melodies, all while emphasizing the importance of rhythm and expression.

Lexi absorbed his instructions like a sponge, her determination evident in every note she played. She admired the way Charles effortlessly connected with the piano, and she aspired to capture that same magic in her own playing.

As the lesson progressed, Lexi's fingers danced across the keys with growing confidence. She mastered the chords and began to play the enchanting melody of "Yellow." Her playing was expressive and heartfelt, a testament to her dedication and Charles's exceptional teaching.

Charles joined in on a separate piano, harmonizing with Lexi. The room was filled with the sweet, melodic sounds of their duet, a symphony of friendship and shared passion for music.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the room, Lexi and Charles continued to play. The music was a beautiful reminder of their connection, the bond that had grown stronger over months of piano lessons and shared experiences.

As the music filled the room, Charles's phone repeatedly buzzed with incoming text messages. He ignored the distractions at first, fully immersed in their piano duet with Lexi. However, the persistent buzzing became too distracting to ignore. Charles gave Lexi a quick kiss on the cheek and excused himself, his frustration evident in his expression.

Outside on the balcony, Charles answered the phone call, his voice laced with irritation. Lexi watched him from inside, her curiosity piqued. She couldn't hear the conversation, but she could see the tension in Charles's body language. He paused, listening intently to the person on the other end of the line, and then his gaze flicked in her direction, a look of concern clouding his face.

Lexi raised an eyebrow in silent question, but Charles turned away, his expression guarded. He seemed to be receiving news that was deeply unsettling.

After a few minutes, Charles re-entered the room, his demeanor changed. He looked at Lexi with a sense of urgency and said, "Amor, I'm really sorry, but Ferrari needs me right now. It's something unexpected, and I have to go."

Lexi didn't doubt Charles, but the abruptness of the situation left her puzzled. She trusted him enough not to pry, so she nodded and gave him a quick, affectionate kiss goodbye. "Of course, Charles. Take care of whatever you need to. I love you."