"I'm complicated." She leans forward, resting her chin on her hands, then sitting back up, remembering the makeup she's got them covered in.
"There was an accident, and my hands got crippled. I mean... I was going to live, and be able to function, but..." She looks to her violin. "Music was just never going to happen again.
Papa... made a deal he shouldn't have."
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