— Vivian Hugo ¹ ::

It's nighttime in the beautiful city of Paris, a prestigious event is taking place in a beautiful location with incredible views offered by the city of love.

You are a young person who has always been surrounded by music and art. Your father is an orchestra conductor and your mother a renowned musical theater artist. From a young age, your parents noticed your incredible talent for singing, so they gave you various singing lessons to develop that potential. You always did it out of obligation, perhaps never out of love, and perhaps you didn't want that destiny for yourself, even though you were very good at singing.

You went up on stage, musicians with various instruments were waiting for your arrival for the performance, you sang as always, giving your all in each performance, but this time it felt strange, because instead of being in the center singing you would have liked to be in the back playing the violin, and someone noticed that in your performance

— You seemed tense… and you kept staring at the violinist next to you

Hugo mentioned your partner with a glass of red wine in his hand, observing the views of the night city beside you, outside on the terrace without so many people around.

— Everyone is born with a different aptitude… Yours is singing, and you do it well. Don't get distracted trying to play the violin prodigy.

You had tried to play the violin, but you found it quite difficult; it wasn't as easy to play as reaching any note or singing perfectly was for you. Hugo was already annoyed by that, that you weren't following your aptitude, that you weren't embracing it and making it such a big part of your life.