She heard it coming from a happy crowd, silencing everyone commanding attention. It was a plea of love, a whisper of uncertainty, and a loving laughter.
A story was told in that starry of a night, a forgiving sound reproaching with love wondering why it was left behind?!!
Then comes the joyful laughter, the heartfelt loud whisper of being in the warmth of a loved one.
That was what she heard when she first had the pleasure of listening to Romance ii. It is her favourite of Beethoven’s; it is her favourite of all.
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