Invisible strings

4. The Elusive Admirer

Nam had spent hours meticulously analyzing the CCTV footage from the previous concert, but her efforts yielded no results. The mysterious girl remained elusive, her identity hidden.

"There's nothing in the clips, Freen," Nam sighed, frustration evident in her voice. "We'll have to wait for the next concert. She'll surely come again, and this time, we'll be ready."

Freen nodded, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. "Alright, Phi Nam. We'll catch her next time."

The night of the next concert arrived swiftly. Freen gave another stunning performance, her music weaving a spell over the audience. As the applause thundered, she made her way backstage, where Nam had carefully orchestrated their plan. Freen was left alone in her room, but this time, a hidden camera was set up, transmitting live footage to a nearby room where Nam watched intently.

Freen's heart raced as she sat in the dimly lit room, waiting. Moments later, she heard soft footsteps approaching. The door creaked open, and the same gentle hand placed a small package in her lap. Freen's fingers brushed against the familiar smooth surface, but this time, she was prepared.

As the mysterious girl turned to leave, Freen reached out and grabbed her hand, holding it firmly. "Wait," she said, her voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins. "Who are you? What's your name?"

The girl remained silent, her breath quickening. She tried to pull away, but Freen's grip was strong. Desperation flickered in the girl's eyes, though Freen couldn't see it.

Nam watched the scene unfold on the monitor, her heart in her throat. She saw the girl struggle, her face obscured by a mask.

"Please," Freen whispered, her voice softening. "I just want to know who you are."

The girl remained silent, her resolve unbroken. In one swift movement, she twisted free from Freen's grasp and dashed towards the door. Freen, taken aback by the sudden movement, stumbled slightly.

Nam rushed from the other room, but by the time she reached Freen's side, the girl had vanished into the night.

"She was here, Phi Nam," Freen said, breathless. "I held her hand, but she didn't say anything. She managed to get away."

Nam wrapped her arms around her sister, feeling a mix of disappointment and determination. "It's okay, Freen. We'll find her. She can't hide forever."

Freen nodded, her fingers tracing the new gift in her lap. She couldn't see it, but she knew it was another beautiful creation from her mysterious admirer. "I just wish I could thank her," she murmured. "She's so close, yet so far."

Freen nodded, her fingers tracing the new gift in her lap. She couldn't see it, but she knew it was another beautiful creation from her mysterious admirer. Nam described the new gift to Freen, a miniature carved wooden music box that played the same melody Freen had performed that night. Freen felt tears welling up as she listened to the delicate tune.

"She's so thoughtful," Freen murmured. "Every gift feels like a piece of her heart."

Nam tightened her embrace, her voice filled with determination. "We'll catch her next time, Freen. I promise."

Freen smiled, feeling a mix of hope and longing. "I just want to thank her, Phi Nam. She's so close, yet so far."

Freen tossed and turned on the bed, her mind racing with thoughts of the mysterious girl. The letter that Phi Nam had read to her echoed in her mind, each word lingering in her thoughts. She reached out and touched the small music box and necklace, feeling the love embedded in every detail.

Phi Nam had kept the letter and read it to her again before bed. Freen remembered each word:

"Dearest Saro,

Don't try to catch me just yet. I'll come to you when the time is right. Since the moment I first laid eyes on you, I knew you were the one. Your beauty, both inside and out, shines brighter than any star. Your music spoke to my soul in a way words cannot express.

I love you, Freen. Truly and deeply. It doesn't matter that you cannot see me; what matters is the connection we share. You are incredibly gorgeous in every way that counts.

Yours always,
Your Devoted Admirer"

Freen's heart swelled with emotion as she remembered the words. She clutched the letter to her chest, feeling a profound sense of connection to this unseen admirer. Their words were like a melody, sweet and haunting, resonating deeply within her.

Nam entered the room, sensing Freen's restlessness. "Thinking about her?" she asked softly.

Freen nodded. "Her words... they touch me deeply. I can feel the sincerity and love in every sentence."

Nam sat beside Freen, wrapping an arm around her. "We'll find her, Freen. I promise. Until then, let her words be a comfort to you."

Freen smiled, tears of longing and joy mingling in her eyes. "I will, Phi Nam. Her love gives me strength."

As she drifted off to sleep, Freen held the music box and the letter close, feeling the warmth of her admirer's love envelop her like a comforting embrace. The mystery continued to weave its spell around her, drawing her closer to the day they would finally meet.

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