Mia gently cradled the violin in her hands, her fingers brushing the strings. In that quiet moment, the air seemed to hum with an invisible melody, a soft, ethereal tune that swirled around her, though no sound reached her ears. Her eyes widened as the music filled her heart, a sensation so vivid and profound it felt like a memory from a distant dream. The shop around her faded as the silent notes played just for her, and she realized that music didn’t always need to be heard—it could be felt
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