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The Rival
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2026-04-19 12:19:00Chapter 27: The Rival
The pressure surrounding the group exhibition intensified with every passing day.
Elena Voss pushed me harder than ever, demanding I defend every curatorial decision with raw honesty rather than polished language. My sketches had become more frequent and bolder, often created late at night in Damien’s penthouse while he watched with dark, hungry eyes. But the art world was small, and whispers wer
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