Falling for the Illusion
But with his reputation in tatters, few companies were willing to hire him.
He could only work as a clerk at a small ad company, doing repetitive tasks every day. The once confident and ambitious man was gone. In its place was a quiet, middle-aged man.
Meanwhile, my studio thrived.
Without the complicated relationships or emotional entanglements, I could focus on my creations. My work started winning international awards, and my business expanded.
I rediscovered the pure joy of creating, no longer bothered by people's prejudices or misunderstandings.
Kyle lived with me, happy and carefree.
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