"Yes." I smiled and nodded. "Since I have nothing else to do in the hospital, I might as well keep myself busy."
Sophia was very supportive of my decision. In her words, as long as I had something I was willing to work on, it meant I had the will to keep going.
During this time, Sophia had been taking wonderful care of me. She brought me my violin, along with homemade broth and stewed ribs.
I ate with genuine enjoyment, unable to hold back a few words of praise.
"Sophia, you are a multi-talented person. You're ambitious and hardworking in your career, and your cooking is amazing too. Whoever marries you in the future is going to be one lucky guy."
Sophia blushed at the compliment, lowering her head shyly.
After sitting with me for a while, she gathered the thermos and headed out.
Meanwhile, I picked up my pen and paper, diving back into writing lyrics and composing music, trying to recapture the feeling I once had.
Just then, the door to my hospital room swung open.
Thinking it was Sophia returning for something she'd forgotten, I kept my head down, focused on my work. But a familiar voice interrupted my thoughts with a tone of surprise.
"I always said you had a gift. Why did you abandon your career after getting married?"
The voice made me freeze.
I looked up quickly, locking eyes with the speaker.
It was my former boss, Zack Zimmerman. He was the owner of Catalyst Mediaworks and a well-known investor in the industry.
Every project he funded turned into a massive success.
Back in the day, I worked under him, writing songs and composing music for various artists. As long as I worked for the company and my songs were performed, I'd receive royalties.
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