CHAPTER 254

ARIA’S POV

I stand with confidence as the drape falls away from my painting, revealing "The Abyss" to the eagerly awaiting crowd. The room erupts in cheers and applause, a wave of admiration washing over me.

“Wow!”

“This is what I call art!”

The whole hall is immersed in claps, and I can hear the excited murmurs around me, voices filled with awe and appreciation. The overwhelming acceptance of my work by the public fills me with a mix of joy and pride.

Julien takes over the microphone, his voice carrying through the applause. He speaks warmly of my work, praising it, and reminiscing about my time as his student. His words are kind and filled with pride, and the cameras flash as he extols the brilliance of "The Abyss."

The thrill of the moment is almost too much to contain, but I do my best to remain composed. Every flash of the camera, every cheer from the crowd, is a testament to the hard work and dedication I have poured into my art.

Julien then hands the microphone back to me, sayi