Calista

　　The gallery filled with murmurs of admiration as guests drifted from one artwork to another. Among the crowd, several spectators lingered before the central portrait, captivated by its striking depth and emotion. Their voices carried through the gallery.

　　I clasp the necklace he gave me, letting it rest gently against my neck. As I study its intricate design, a silent shake of my head betrays my astonishment. The beauty of it is undeniable- it's as if I'm ...