The warm hum of conversation floated through the sunlit gallery, where streaks of light broke across gleaming floors like brushstrokes on a canvas. Art lovers milled about in admiration of Charlie's exhibition , a display of vibrant chaos and carefully curated genius. Amidst the chatter and footsteps, Linsy stood beside Charlie, his lips pressed into a thin line as he noticed Mansy not far from them.

He stood like a shadow summoned from a memory of tall, composed, and still ...