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The days for the piano lessons were picked by my husband. Two hours on Wednesdays and Fridays. And four hours on Saturdays. I can't believe she'll be wasting all these hours on that stupid piano but I didn't want to be the one ruining her happiness like she always says.

Taylor was so easygoing. She easily got close to Maya and Maya liked her too. Raj also became close to her. But she stayed away from me. I guess I really do look intimidating.

She's actually just a child. 18 years old to be precise and she just graduated from highschool and is taking a break before proceeding to college.

"How did you get her to be Maya's tutor? She's just a child and I don't think she has the credentials to be a tutor." I asked my husband.

Something seemed really off about Taylor. How did she meet my husband and got employed by him.

"I met her at a bar. She was playing and it was really good so I asked her to tutor my daughter and she agreed. Don't think too much into it. It's not about credentials, she's good at it and that's what matters." He explains

"You met her at a bar? She's 18."

"She's an adult" Raj responded. I didn't like it but I had to live with it.

She has been playing the piano since she was five. Her mother is a pro in it and taught her everything. And Taylor is really good with the piano too.

When she plays, I also fall in love with the melody. She is that good, but I still couldn't shake off the feeling that something's really off with this young Miss Sinclair.

                                        •••

"What are you doing here?" I asked Taylor, seeing her coming out of the master bedroom.

"Uhmm, Mr Khan called me to discuss Maya's lessons" she simply replied before leaving. It was on Saturday. I was called in for an emergency at the hospital so I rushed out but returned earlier than expected and saw this child coming out of my bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom that rigged of hair freshener. I could feel Raj's tension when I walked in. And the bed was properly made.

The bed is never properly made when Raj is in the room and my mind went where it shouldn't.

She's just a child, She's 18. Raj wouldn't stoop so low to be with her? Maybe my mind is just playing tricks on me.

I walked up to him and kissed him "you came back early." He says chuckling awkwardly

"You said you might return late at night. Why return so soon? was the emergency resolved so quickly?" He asked.

"Why? You're sounding like you don't want me home. And why are you covering yourself with a pillow" I said dragging the pillow off him. I hope it's not what I'm thinking. Fortunately, his little man was asleep. "Thank God" I muttered

A great sigh of relief as I exhaled deeply. "Is Maya in the music room?" I asked.

"No, her friend called, so she stepped out for a bit but she'll be back soon. She just left, like fifteen minutes ago"

And he had Taylor in this room with no one else in the house? I wanted to ask why Taylor was in our bedroom but I'm scared of the answer that might follow. If I sense even a little bit of insincerity from his reply, I'll think too much into it.

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