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    "—And this is Alina; she’s a pianist, too."
    "Oh?” Aleksander inquires, and Alina sees the way his eyes sharpen, his interest heightened, and her stomach plummets.
    She’s tired—so tired of having to be someone she isn’t, something she is not;
    just wants someone to look at her like that for being
    her for once in her life.
    "I’m not,” she says quickly. “I’m not a pianist. I’m just Alina."
    But if Aleksander is disappointed, he doesn’t show it; just leans in closer and asks her: "Well, just Alina, can I grab you another drink?"

    In a world focused on chaos, Alina Starkova finds peace. In a world focused on facades, Aleksander Morozov finds love.

    a.k.a. the piano fic

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