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Elara looks at the empty space where the second chair cello sits—and for just a moment, she swears she sees a pair of large, familiar hands resting on the strings.
She turns to the cellist and mouths two words: Thank you. Instrumental Praise - XXXX - Love
She plays the final chord—a G major, open and radiant—and lets it ring. Elara looks at the empty space where the