The applause lingered long after we stepped off the stage.People approached us one after another, congratulating Adrian on the exhibition and complimenting the evening's success.For the first time, No one looked at me with pity.No one whispered behind my backInstead, they smiled."It was lovely meeting you, Mrs. Lancaster.""You have an incredible eye for antiques.""I hope we'll see you at future events."I thanked each of them, still feeling as though I were walking through someone else's dream.A few months agoMost of these same people wouldn't have acknowledged my existence.Now they were eager to speak with me.It was strange how quickly public opinion could change."Overwhelmed?"Adrian appeared beside me again, offering a glass of sparkling water.I accepted it with a grateful smile."A little.""You handled yourself well.""I was terrified.""You hid it.""I've had years of practice."His expression softened."You shouldn't have needed that practice."For a moment, neith
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