Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Would You Like To Play Your Violin

Elyse was impressed. After all, Richie was a leading celebrity in the entertainment industry, and she felt fortunate to have the chance to befriend such a figure.

Removing his hat and placing it backwards, Richie leaned forward, supporting his chin with his hands and gazed at her with sparkling eyes. "What's your name? How long have you played the violin? Could you play a piece just for me?" His request came even before Elyse had agreed to be friends.

Elyse shook her head in refusal. "I'm not feeling up to it right now. I'd rather not play the violin." After a brief pause, Richie proposed, "I actually came here to unwind, but I ended up falling asleep on stage and missed dinner. Would you like to join me for a meal?"

Elyse, taken aback by his proposal, inquired, "Just the two of us?"

"Absolutely, you seem upset. A nice dinner might lift your spirits," he replied, pulling her to her feet. He then pulled out his phone to search for good restaurants nearby.

Overwhelmed by the turn of events, Elyse didn't know how to react. She had initially planned to

practice solo here until midnight.

"Let's opt for barbecue. I haven't had it in a while, and these pictures are really tempting," Richie

said, showing her his phone display with images of barbecue.

Elyse also hadn't eaten yet, so the image of the barbecue immediately made her stomach rumble. She had initially thought to decline Richie's invitation, but found herself unable to voice her refusal.

"Well, then let's go," she said quietly, too awkward to look at him. directly.

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Ignoring these minor hesitations, Richie led her out of the building straight to that grill. They settled into a secluded spot and quickly ordered.

Richie appeared well-acquainted with the place, quickly choosing a variety of dishes, and Elyse matched his enthusiasm with her selections. They then waited for their orders to be served. Disliking the quiet, Richie broke the silence. "Are you the concertmaster in your orchestra? The piece you played was deeply moving. I felt your emotions-both the pain and the confusion." Surprised by his compliment, Elyse modestly shook her head. "No, I'm not as accomplished as

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you suggest. I'm not the concertmaster."

Richie looked surprised. "Is that so? Your performance seemed more proficient than many. To me, conveying emotion is the most crucial aspect of music. Without that emotional resonance, music fails to truly connect."

Curious about his insights, Elyse questioned him, "You seem well-versed in music, yet you're an actor. Do you play any instruments?"

Richie laughed, scratching his head. "Actually, I don't play. My understanding comes from a friend who's very much into music."

Elyse nodded in agreement. "Exactly, I too believe that the best music resonates with the audience."

Their easy conversation continued until their food arrived. Ravenous, they both started eating immediately, their earlier chat momentarily forgotten as they focused on the meal.

After their meal, Elyse felt better but was still troubled by earlier events.

Richie noticed her mood and suggested, "How about a walk in the park to help digest?"

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Elyse paused to check her phone, hoping for a message from Jayden. When she saw none, her disappointment deepened. The thought that Jayden might be with Judy nagged at her, and she struggled to dispel these unsettling ideas.

Richie, seeing her distress, expressed his concern, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Elyse replied, picking up her violin. "Let's take that walk in the park."

They headed to a nearby park, which was bustling with visitors. Concerned that Richie might be recognized, Elyse led them to a quieter area.

Spotting an empty bench, she sat down heavily and sighed.

"Why sigh after such a good meal?" Richie inquired.

"It's nothing. I'm just a bit tired and need to rest," Elyse responded, her gaze distant

Richie sensed that his new friend, being sensitive and emotional, might be carrying a heavy

burden. He believed that playing the violin could offer her some relief. Glancing at her violin, he suggested gently, "Would you like to play your violin? It seems like a perfect spot for it."