Professor Ward sighed. “There’s a little… complication with her hand. It’s largely healed, but she still can’t pick up a brush anymore. So, she turned to learning the piano instead.”

Brendan was as unperturbed as ever. “I see.”

Inside, Julia was taken aback by the abrupt mismatched melody. “What the heck?”

“It’s nothing,” replied Deirdre, laughing dryly as she tried her best to calm herself down. “It was an accident.”

“It was pretty chaotic!” She rose. “We’ll resume our lesson later. I shoul