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chapter 112 - Reflections Along Memory Lane
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Claiming Daddy chapter 113 - contest coming
Stella.I stared at the colourful banner in Lawrence's hands announcing an upcoming juried art competition, the grand prize winner receiving a solo exhibition sponsored by some fancy gallery uptown. Apprehension and excitement warred within me. "A contest? Lawrence, I've only just started painting," I protested. "I'm playing around, not seriously competing with real artists." But he crouched down, green eyes intent. "You underestimate yourself, little moon. I've watched you lose hours in creative flow, seen your pieces move others." He squeezed my shoulder. "You have raw talent worth cultivating."I bit my lip, staring at the application specifics. "Putting my work out there to be judged though...it's intimidating." In truth, the thought of that vulnerability terrified me. I was a novice fumbling through self-expression, not some worldly maestro conversant in theory and technique. Lawrence tipped my chin up gently. "Courage comes in accepting righteous risk. I have faith in your
Claiming Daddy chapter 114 - inspiration
Stella I grinned down at the contest application in my hands, determination welling inside. The apprehension I’d felt yesterday seemed distant now. If even amateur artists in my class were willing to risk rejection submitting their work, who was I to coward in the shadows?"I don't think this would be enough. Indeed something new, something catchy." I nagged.Lawrence’s steadfast confidence in me was not misplaced - I would live up to that radiant potential he somehow glimpsed. “Let’s just give it our best shot,” I declared to my painting mates the next evening. “The judges can make of it what they will. But how often do doors like this gallery showcase open?” My friends smiled indulgently, familiar with my tendency for melodrama. But I sensed they too nursed secret longings to have their visions validated on a real public platform. Together we would leap and trust the net to appear.On the drive home, I squeezed Lawrence’s arm excitedly. “You know, you were right about pushing
Claiming Daddy chapter 115 - adorable adoption
Stella I grinned down at the contest application in my hands, determination welling inside. The apprehension I’d felt yesterday seemed distant now. If even amateur artists in my class were willing to risk rejection submitting their work, who was I to coward in the shadows? Lawrence’s steadfast confidence in me was not misplaced - I would live up to that radiant potential he somehow glimpsed. “Let’s just give it our best shot,” I declared to my painting mates the next evening. “The judges can make of it what they will. But how often do doors like this gallery showcase open?” My friends smiled indulgently, familiar with my tendency for melodrama. But I sensed they too nursed secret longings to have their visions validated on a real public platform. Together we would leap and trust the net to appear.On the drive home, I squeezed Lawrence’s arm excitedly. “You know, you were right about pushing past fear for growth. What do I gain from wasting energy on anxiety about how some stran
Claiming Daddy chapter 116 -an adorable addition
StellaI was still buoyant with excitement when Lawrence arrived to collect me after class. I bubbled over recounting my impromptu alley rescue, brandishing the dozing tabby cradled in my lap."Isn't she just precious? I've named her Fluffy!" I crooned, unable to resist nuzzling the fuzzy ears poking above my coat collar.Lawrence glanced aside, one brow lifted wryly though his tone held indulgent warmth. "Another orphan finds a home it seems. Your heart has ample room I suppose."I grinned unabashedly. "There's plenty of space for both of you under my roof. Now hurry, our little one needs a thorough checkup!"The veterinary clinic exuded a sterile yet comforting scent as Lawrence and I stepped inside, the soft hum of electronic beeps mingling with the occasional distant meow or bark. We approached the reception desk where a friendly receptionist greeted us."Hello! How can we help you today?" she asked with a warm smile.I cradled Fluffy's carrier protectively. "We found this little
Claiming Daddy chapter 117 - vows renewed.
LawrenceWaking with Stella nestled trustingly against my chest each dawn felt akin to emerging from dark dreams back into sunshine's golden grace. After coming so near to losing everything, I vowed never to take small pleasures of sharing pillow talk and sleepy caresses for granted again. Past trauma had granted perspective to properly appreciate just how precariously precious happiness balanced--so easily tipped into fathomless grief by capricious fate.Through lingering breakfasts on the balcony overlooking the awakening city spread below, I memorised each nuance of Stella's beloved face, engraving details no photograph could capture - the way early light brought out honeyed highlights in her mussed waves, how she bit her full lower lip to suppress giggles when reading some sly message from her sister. Even the most mundane habits seemed suddenly profound.My assistant accosted me the moment I stepped off the lift into the chrome and glass executive suite, her usual efficiency sha
Claiming Daddy chapter 118 - emotional canvas
StellaI awoke before dawn, Lawrence's warmth still wrapped securely around me. But my mind already buzzed with creative ideas after our passionate night together. Careful not to disturb him, I slipped from bed to capture the sudden inspiration striking me about the plight of abandoned animals, recalling dear Fluffy's own origins.Settling cross-legged before my easel as rosy light crept across the skyline, I traced out the basic image taking shape in my mind's eye - a small defenceless kitten left utterly alone and afraid in a dingy back alley, emerald eyes enormous with sorrowful longing for the comfort and affection denied it by fate's cold indifference.My brushstrokes built up texture and depth gradually, backgrounds fading into gloomy abstraction while the central feline form remained detailed, fur matted and ribs visible from deprivation.Yet still its expression conveyed hopeful innocence, trusting some kindly soul might still chance by to save it from cruel isolation. The j
Claiming Daddy chapter 119 - stirrings of hope
Stella Butterflies swirled anxiously in my belly as I wandered the penthouse wrapped in Lawrence's crisp white shirt, hair still damp from the shower. Today was judgment day for the art contest. Had my entries captured the "glimpse of humanity" theme adequately to impress the exclusive panel of critics?I had channeled plenty raw emotion into the paintings - from delight in mother-daughter bonds to empathy for neglected strays like dear Fluffy. But technical mastery still eluded me. What if stark honesty alone proved insufficient next to classically honed pieces?Glancing at the bold canvas of the homeless kitten that felt most vulnerable, I gnawed my lip. Perhaps entering the contest had been foolish ambition. I was no professional after all, just dabbling amateur hastily mentored. Still, Andre and Lawrence both insisted my unique perspective deserved wider audience. With more guidance I might someday forge impactful stories from life's poignancy...Speak of the devil - warm arms
Claiming Daddy chapter 120 - won the contest
StellaBlinding spotlights illuminated the stage as the booming voice announced "Stella Emerson!" My heart hammered and palms grew slick, clutching the gleaming medal identifying me as the winner. This still felt surreal even crossing the expansive stage,sounds muted as though underwater except the mounting applause.I can't believe I won.I gripped the solid podium edge, anchoring unsteady knees while seeking Lawrence's beloved face in the blur of strange ones. His steady emerald gaze found mine first, crinkled by a proud smile meant for me alone. Joyful tears pricked suddenly at that tender show of support - we two had climbed so far together, the lonely girl from shadows now lauded in this societal showcase built by his formidable influence. But I remained simply his Stella undeserving of such accolades in my eyes. Only Lawrence saw a fragile beatific soul disguised beneath plain flawed features; the rest judged too quickly. My art came alive only because one man cherished the
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