Hollywood: The Greatest Showman

Chapter 243: Believe

Chapter 243: Believe Drake started

I don't even know if I wanna believe

Anything you're trying to say to me

So open up my eyes??

"I don't even know if I wanna believe," the sorrowful questioning pulled her deep into the ocean, the impact of free fall quickly surrounding her with icy seawater, the cold, dark waves swallowing her flesh, even her soul feeling the heart-breaking sadness.

How did they get to this point? If time could turn back, would things be different? Is there no meaning in persisting further? What are they fighting for, and what are they holding on to?

She opened her eyes again, and in a daze, she became Anna, looking at Jacob's lonely back, at a loss; then she became Felicity, watching Renly's focused profile, feeling a deep sorrow; she became Anna again, listening to the melody from Renly's fingertips, feeling lost; then she became Felicity again, hearing Jacob's sighs, sobbing uncontrollably.

??So open up my eyes

Tell me I'm alive

This is never gonna go our way

If i'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind??

Golden notes danced in the air, sorrowful yet gentle, painful yet helpless, despairing yet confused. The subtle emotions gripped everyone's hearts. Each question was like a heart-wrenching self-inquiry, the bitterness and disappointment spreading slowly on the tongue. The intense, joyful melody seemed like a carnival march, contrasting with the pervasive loneliness and desolation, dragging everyone down.

Before they realized it, tears had broken through the defense line of their eyes, falling down in embarrassment.

They understood, every one of them. This was the story of Jacob and Anna, but also the story of every couple who loved deeply but drifted apart. Even if they loved each other, they might not reach the end.

No one was an exception. Surrounded by the melody, they tasted every emotion in the song, like experienced bards who had seen through the world, seen through life, sighing yet calm. There were no loud shouts, no wailing, no dramatic ups and downs, just softly singing the inner helplessness and sorrow, easily breaking through defenses and touching everyone's softness.

Drake had completely broken down, standing there, shoulders drooping, like a lost child, crying uncontrollably. He knew they had missed it, they had ultimately missed it, he had missed the woman he loved all his life and would continue to love.

The melody stopped, and everyone turned away, wiping their tears in embarrassment, the sounds of blowing noses breaking the silence of the room, yet further highlighting the inescapable sadness, tears not yet dried before their eyes blurred again.

(Note: Believe - Mumford & Sons)