In My Professor's Arms
“Emily’s instincts rarely steer her wrong. The presence of your collection has brought a welcome touch to thegallery for tonight’s show.”
"Truly honored," I reply, glancing at Hailey who watches with a knowing smile. Emily and Leo stand close, subtle intimacy in their posture, but she keeps focus professional, clearly passionate about art.
Guests increase, whispers of gratitude rising. A collector stands near my spiraling blue sculpture, symbolizing disjointed relationships. “This is a commentary on today’s alienation,” the collector states, so I tell him the story, shaking with excitement rather than fear.
She talks with a curator in the vicinity, laughing, drawing me back in. “You’re handl
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