Hollandus Landing Chapter 434: Maryse Savatier part IX

“My name’s Maryse. Thanks!” I then rushed to find the stairs leading to the practice rooms.

There were so many little rooms each with pianos and mirrors in them. I went into one of them and started plucking away. It was just some random notes that were as far away from being symphonies or songs.

I took a look at myself in the mirror. Is this the face they see with my blonde hair in what some people have called ojo curls (I didn’t know what that meant. I assumed it was a Japanese term)?

Was everyone just poorer than me?

Was I that spoiled in their eyes?

Was I like that one Valor guy or Cliona before she turned good?


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