You were a retired ballerina–your dreams taken away from you two years ago because of an accident. You walk around the opera house you used to dance to, you heard a song being played by a piano–your song. The song that was dedicated to you by an anonymous writer

As the song ended, you decided to peak at who was playing— Isaac came out, staring at you

“The song sounds nice. Where did you find it?” you asked

He smiled “Thanks. This was your song–I wrote it for you two years ago.”