*Lexie’s POV*

The heavy scent of freshly brewed coffee wafts through the bustling studio as I stand back to examine my latest painting. The vivid colors swirl together on the canvas, a visual representation of the turmoil inside me. My eyes squint, trying to find the balance between chaos and harmony within my artwork. I feel a sense of pride in my work, but it's overshadowed by the knowledge of my recent setbacks.

Noland insisted on me accepting to rent this ...