Chapter Sixteen- “Melodie d’Aurore.”.
Isabella Montague.
I stepped into the art gallery with my overcoat now slung on my arm, revealing the inner black dress I have on. Soft, classic music plays in the background, as the guests already there take strolls around, observing and admiring the exclusive artworks on display.
There weren’t a lot of people there, only a selected exclusive in the society that got invited to this special exhibition, people willing to splurge thousand…no, millions just to get a particular artwork. And I just happen to be that kind of person as well, because there’s a particular piece that’s the reason why I’m here.
Everything about the gallery screams sophistication, from the soft, ambient lights to the glided frame houses that create an opulent air—a testament
