Elizabeth Olsen, renowned for her acting prowess, made a life-altering decision to step away from the limelight and embark on a new chapter. Fuelled by a deep-rooted passion for academia, she set her sights on lecturing at New York University (NYU)...
A/N: Just a filler chapter today, nothing exciting.
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Lizzie stirred from her slumber, her senses awakening to the faint sound of music that wafted down the hall. Intrigued and slightly disoriented, the blonde rose from her bed, embarking on a mission to locate her missing girlfriend and investigate the source of the enchanting melodies.
As she followed the melodic trail, Lizzie instantly recognized the beautiful piece being played—Nuvole Bianche. Its intricate and captivating notes filled the air, casting a spell of musical enchantment.
At the base of the staircase, a grand white piano sat, often overlooked and untouched. A birthday gift from her sisters when she turned nineteen, the instrument had lost its allure for Lizzie over the years. Yet, now it was brought to life by the magical touch of her girlfriend's fingers dancing gracefully across the ivory keys, her foot gently pressing the sustain pedal.
Seated on the stairs, Lizzie watched in awe as Stella's musical artistry unfolded. Her smile widened as the brunette reached the heart of the piece, playing it with remarkable finesse and emotion. Unable to resist the allure of the moment, Lizzie pulled out her phone from her tracksuit pocket, recording a snippet of Stella's mesmerizing performance.
As Stella concluded the piece, she sat still, her gaze fixed upon the instrument's keys. Lizzie's phone buzzed with a notification, drawing her attention away from the video. She opened Instagram and checked her previous day's post, surprised to find it had garnered over 30k views—a testament to her genuine charm while tending to her tomato plants in the garden.
Excitedly, Lizzie uploaded the short clip of Stella playing the piano, savoring the moment, before turning off her phone and relishing the sight of the brunette engrossed in another musical piece.
A soft kiss on her neck caused Stella to stop playing, turning to face Lizzie with a delighted smile. "Hey, baby, how did you sleep?" she greeted, unaware of the momentous word she had just used.
"What did you call me?" Lizzie asked, her grin growing wider. "Say it again," she encouraged, her eyes locked with Stella's as the brunette's laughter became contagious.
"I called you baby," Stella repeated, turning fully to face Lizzie, rising from the piano stool. The blonde's smile lit up her face as she scrunched her nose playfully.
"You're so cute," Lizzie responded, planting a sweet peck on Stella's lips before leading her by the hand to the kitchen. "When did you learn to play?" Lizzie asked, opening the fridge to get out eggs and an avocado.
"I used to be in the same lessons as Mary, that's how we met," the girl recalled, a small smile on her lips as she remembered when she was younger without a worry in the world.
"You must have been adorable as a child," Lizzie mused, earning a chuckle from Stella, who took out her phone to share some old photos.
"I have a couple of photos, I think," the brunette hummed as Lizzie cracked a few eggs on a frying pan for breakfast. "This was in Germany, I believe," Stella turned her phone to show the interested woman.
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