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about him too.” She
frowned. “But when I was looking up the information, everything said that
Elizabeth had written that piece of music, that it had been the only score
she’d ever composed.”
    A different kind of shadow darkened his face. This one was
not sadness, but anger. “When she told me she was leaving to go live in the
human world, I begged her like a sad excuse for a man not to go. Living with
her frigidness was better than not having her at all. She ignored me, as was
her way. So, I wrote that piece of music. For her, so she would know how much
sorrow and pain I felt, how much I still loved her. It was a gift and my last
plea, the last amount of creative strength I had.” He scowled fiercely and his
voice took on a bitter bite. “She actually had the audacity to kiss me
afterwards, the first amount of affection she had shown me since our wedding
night. Told me it was the most amazing thing she had ever heard. Hope surged
within me like a living thing, and I went to sleep that night feeling like
maybe there was a chance for us after all.
    “The next morning, she was gone, and so was my music. Her
connection with her human was strong enough to enable her to travel to the
human world. So, she’d vanished in the night like a petty thief, and had stolen
the music I had written for her.”
    Melody gasped in outrage. “You mean she slapped her name on
your music to make herself famous in my world?”
    He snorted in disdain. “Apparently.”
    “What a bitch!” she spat. Liron looked at her with a
surprised expression and she stood, stabbing her finger at him in agitation at
the turn of events the story had taken. “She friggin’ plagiarized you! If this
had happened in my world, she could have been sued nine ways from Tuesday!”
    Liron stood also and held his hands up. He smirked. “Melody,
calm down.”
    “I will not calm down! That is absolute crap, Liron. What an
awful woman. I’m glad I never knew about her and her stupid husband in all my
studies. If I found out that I had once played one of his stupid scores, I
would have wanted to vomit.” She crossed her arms and tapped her foot in
annoyance, angered that someone would intentionally hurt another person in such
a calculated fashion.
    “It happened a long time ago,” he said.
    “Yeah, and you haven’t written anything since! She ripped
your heart and your creativity out! She stole your music and your life!”
Suddenly, his words hit her with a rush of realization. It happened a long
time ago. That girl at the yard sale had said the music had belonged to her
great-grandmother. Melody blinked rapidly. “Whoa, wait a second; how old are
you anyway?”
    He raised an eyebrow at her sudden change of topic.
    “This Elizabeth cow has been dead for decades! Like, a whole
lot of them!” She wasn’t going to take the time to try and figure out exactly
how many. That wasn’t the point, and she didn’t have enough fingers and toes
anyway.
    He smiled. “Time moves differently in the human world,
faster. It was the one bit of satisfaction I was granted. To know that her time
with the human was short, as opposed to how long of a life she could have had
if she’d chosen me.”
    “So, are you immortal?”
    He shook his head. “No, not by any means. But a year to a
muse would probably be more like five for a human.”
    She stared at him. “Dang. That means you guys were actually
married for…thirty-five human years?”
    He dipped his head in a nod and stuck his hands in the
pockets of his black slacks. “By estimate, yes.”
    “And she ditched you after all that time?” Her voice went up
in pitch again. “What a whore!” His rich chuckle warmed her blood from head to
toe in a way that was different from the anger surging through her veins. He
stepped close to her and ran his hands gently down her shoulders, causing a
thousand tingles to surge beneath her skin.
    “Your vehement defense of me is very flattering,” he said.
    She snorted.