Elena's POVSix months later, Cassian and I were married as planned.The night before the wedding, I finished one last painting alone in my studio.There were no figures on the canvas, only a forest bathed in moonlight.Between the trees, a path stretched forward.Over the past six months, I had held several more exhibitions and taken on family responsibilities.At first, people still questioned my work, assuming I had only regained opportunities through the Blackwood name.Eventually, they stopped talking.Because more and more people were recognizing my paintings, and the invitations that had dried up were finding their way back to me.When my father attended Elder Council sessions, no one used my engagement to mock him anymore.When my mother went to social events, she no longer had to endure those hollow words of sympathy.When people spoke of me again, they finally called me the heir to the Valerie family, a gifted painter.The title of "the woman Adrian abandoned" was slowly fall
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