The room grew silent once more.
After some time, Stella’s restlessness returned, preventing sleep.
Sitting up, she pondered her next move.
She was uneasy, unsure of how to confront Matthew, and reluctant to go to work.
However, if she remained at home, her mind would Likely be consumed by overthinking. It was better for her to go out for a walk.
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After contemplating for a while, Stella changed her attire and went outside.
She roamed without a clear destination in mind and found herself unconsciously arriving at the music hall.
A large billboard caught her eye. It advertised Thea’s concert, the same one Maverick had invited her to attend days before. She noticed today was Thea’s last performance in Seamarsh.
Stella came to a halt and fixed her gaze on the billboard, which announced that today marked the final concert of Thea in Seamarsh.
Feeling regret for missing it earlier, she approached the ticket counter.
“Hello, I’d like a ticket for Thea’s concert,” she requested.
The saleswoman checked her computer and replied, “I’m sorry; we’re sold out.”
Hearing this, Stella was disappointed.
However, she lingered outside the concert hall. Spotting a young man who seemed intent on selling his ticket, she walked over.
“Are you selling your ticket?”
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“Yes. Miss, would you like to buy it? An emergency came up, so I can’t attend. I’m offering it at face value.”
“Sold!” Stella exclaimed, paying for the ticket and entering the music hall.
Upon entering the hall, Stella discovered that it was already filled with a considerable audience. She located her seat, and before long, the concert commenced.
As the sounds of various instruments began to fill the air, beautiful music cascaded through the music hall, captivating everyone present as they became immersed in the melodies.
Stella found temporary respite from her worries.
Three hours later, the concert ended. Stella got up to leave, overhearing a conversation between a young couple ahead of her.
A young woman remarked, “It’s no wonder Thea is a virtuoso. Her music lingers in my mind even after listening. It’s a pity this is her final concert in Seamarsh.”
“Indeed,” the boy replied.
“But I heard from an insider that Thea had a private booking a few days ago. A man booked the entire hall to attend the concert with his wife, but she never showed up.”