heavy, padded double d

om sat a massive, black Steinway grand piano, gleaming under the recessed lighting.

standing b

, decorative gift bag Candice h

he room was heavy, broken only by the f

that same unsettling, clinical intensity. She didn't mention

the gift bag onto the

cousin brought you," Harriet sai

, reached into the bag, and pulled out a heavy, frost

on in Beverly Hills," Diana said, turn

She reached out, her long, pale fingers

hio. The chemical smell is completely wrong for skincare. It's highly corrosive acid

th caught in

a chemical peel. It was a corrosive acid. If she put that on her face, it would

Her stomach dropped. She slammed the bottle down on th

the original plot, h

wash over Diana's face. A flicker o

y stupid," Harriet said dryly.

oked up at Harriet, her heart hammering

the frosted bottle back up and slid it de

tricks in my territory," Harriet said

most imperceptible el

ed her hand, her index finger pressing lightly against her left ea

ed back

rriet said sharply. "Watch

Diana and walked out of the music room, th

lone. Her min

tify high-concentration TCA just by looking at a f

haking from the adrenaline

d the heavy wooden lid, exposing the pristine black and whit

, took a deep breat

's Moonli

flame of a hope that refused to be extinguished. The music became a living thing-a creature of raw grief and unvarnished power, pressing its weight against the heavy, soundproofed doors as if to test their cruelty. And the doors, for all their thickness, could not

he keys, the hidden currents o