When the violin was handed to me, Vincent touched my head with a smile.
"Kara Bell, you will definitely be the best violinist when you grow up."
Back to reality, he cast his gaze on the exquisitely crafted violin with a sarcastic smile.
The next second, Vincent threw the violin to the ground heavily, and the body of the violin was crushed.
The wood cracked, and the smell of pine filled my nose.
Seeing the mess on the ground, I picked up its broken body with trembling hands, trying to piece together what I cherished so much.
Yet, the broken wood shattered into sharp spikes and could not be put back together.
Standing there and staring at me, Vincent hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to reach out his hand, he was interrupted by a ringing sound.
I clearly heard Jean's sweet voice on the phone.
"Vincent, the mentor only takes one student to perform abroad this time. If Kara goes, I can't go."
"Don't worry, I'll make her quit."
"Vincent, you are so nice to me, but will Kara be sad?"
"A person who is fostered in my home is not worthy of your concern."
Jean was very satisfied and said some witty remarks, which made Vincent's mood improve a lot.
I had no idea what the two agreed on. He turned around and left immediately, without even glancing at me. I was left half-kneeling there, holding the damaged violin, my hands and feet trembling.
No, it was impossible!
Vincent was not like that.
Once upon a time, he clearly loved me the most.
2
Vincent and I had no blood relationship.
When I was five years old, my parents died in a car accident. Cato Murphy, who was good friends with my father, took me in.
From that day on, Vincent and I became childhood sweethearts.
He did not reject me, an orphan who appeared without permission. Instead, he held me tightly and promised me every day.
"Kara, I'll protect you for the rest of my life and make you the happiest girl in the world."
Vincent was a serious person and always kept his word.
He saved all his pocket money at school and bought me beautiful hairpins and skirts.
After Vincent, four years older than me, took over the Murphy Group and got the first month of share dividends, he specially ordered from abroad an expensive violin, on my 18th birthday, as a gift to me.
He encouraged at that moment, "Kara, you will definitely be the best violinist."
Unfortunately, before that day came, Vincent had completely changed his personality.