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Chapter Forty One

Even though she wore low heels, her feet hurt. Like the rest of the students and staff, she’d been standing in the gallery all day. And now, it was late evening, and the opening seemed like a success. Galene crossed her arms and suppressed a yawn. Her halter-necked tea-length gown brushed against her legs as she walked back to her artwork. The coral-colored dress matched some of the tones in her abstract works, and she loved the gown’s vibrancy.

She’d purposely chosen the high-necked, chiffon dress to cover the surgery site on the back of her neck. That, along with her loosely curled hair, concealed the injury from the prying public. Galene hadn’t eaten all day, thanks to the opening, and her stomach protested. She grabbed a few strawberries off a nearby snack table and stuffed them in her mouth before heading back to her space.

Galene paused next to a group of older men who’d gathered around her largest work.

“The strokes seem natural and fluid. What is the student’s name?”

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