and her heart overwhelming with disappointment. Callon, her equal in each sense, strutted toward her, her painted lips twisting into a pitiless grin. "Did you truly think

Elena stood there, her intellect in turmoil. Did she have sentiments for this effective, secretive man who held her aesthetic fate in his hands? She couldn't deny the irrefutable fascination she felt, but the circumstance was more complex than she seem have ever envisioned. Alexander was not as it were the proprietor of the craftsmanship display but too the man capable for her instruction and future as an craftsman. With a overwhelming heart, Elena couldn't offer assistance but ponder on the off chance that her travel into the world of craftsmanship was approximately to require an unforeseen turn, one that would lead her down a way she had never challenged to investigate some time recently. *** The days that taken after were a hurricane of feelings for Elena. She couldn't shake the memory of Alexander's touch or the concentrated of his look. It appeared as in case her world had moved, and she was exploring unfamiliar region. Within the studio, Elena tossed herself into her craftsmanship with a recharged assurance. Each brushstroke was permeated with her enthusiasm and the energizing vitality that Alexander's nearness had mixed inside her. She worked tirelessly, pushing herself to form something exceptional, something that would capture his consideration and demonstrate her worth. Pamela observed her companion with concern, detecting that something had changed in Elena. "Are you beyond any doubt you're okay?" she inquired one evening as they sat together within the yard. "You appear diverse of late." Elena wavered, her look floating toward the craftsmanship gallery's entrance where Alexander regularly developed. "I do not know, Pam. There's something approximately him, something I can't clarify. It's like he's opened a entryway to a world I never knew existed." Pamela scowled. "But Elena, you can't let this captivation with him dominate your ability. You're an unimaginable craftsman, and you do not require anyone's approval, particularly not his." Elena gestured, knowing that her companion was right. But profound down, the charm of Alexander's world, his control, and his capt