Song About Your Heart

"Correct, it was Wolf who made it," Jacob easily guessed whose name crossed Zoe's mind.

"And I guess the song couldn't possibly be for Julio," Jacob smiled.

The possibility of Wolf creating the song for Julio was as likely as snow falling in July in New York. Everyone in the building knew Wolf's nature and about his collection of women.

Jacob rested his head on his hand. He was undoubtedly itching to ask what had happened to Zoe and Wolf, but he restrained himself. He didn't know Zoe as well as he knew Wolf. However, Jacob could still offer advice.

"I don't mean to meddle, but I can tell when a singer isn't singing with their whole heart. And that's what I've been seeing for the past two weeks."

Zoe lowered her head upon hearing Jacob's words. She could already guess that Jacob must know something when he mentioned Wolf's name so easily earlier.

"Your performance yesterday was indeed better than it was two weeks ago, but it's still not satisfactory. Your emotion is strain, and your vi