C9 Controlling Gabriella

Max stared as the pen fell from Gabriella's grasp. Aren't the fingers of a pianist usually stable? Then, why was that girl's hand shaking so much?

"What's wrong?" the man asked while raising an eyebrow.

“I-I don't know. My hands are out of control,” Gabriella replied softly. A single tear flowed down as the girl's eyes flickered. Great anxiety had risen in her heart