Lila always loved playing the piano. It was her passion, her escape from the world. She would spend hours at the piano, playing her favorite pieces, completely lost in the music. She never suspected that someone was watching her until that fateful day.
It was a quiet day, and Lila was home alone. She sat at the piano, caressing the keys with her fingers, and began to play. She played one of her favorite pieces, Chopin’s Nocturne, melting into the music. She didn’t notice the sound of the opening front door or footsteps. She was too absorbed in the music.
Suddenly, she felt a chill run down her spine. It felt like someone was watching her. She turned around but couldn’t see anyone.
At that moment, a man was watching her, spellbound. He had never heard anything like it before. The music seemed to touch his soul, awakening something in him that he had long forgotten.
As Lila played, the man began to feel a sense of peace wash over him. He knew he had done wrong, but he couldn’t help himself. He was drawn to the music, the beauty of the sound.
So where is this man in the picture? Who is watching the young lady?
