Chapter 229

ELENA'S POV

Even though March was warmer, I was still happy to wear my thick wool sweater. I never got used to how cold it was in Baltimore.The weather in Atlanta had been so much warmer and my fingers felt stiff as I placed them on the piano and began to play. Sad notes filled the room, matching how I felt and even though I had started making this song a few days ago it still didn’t sound right.