Ashira wasn’t prepared for the interview.
Not because she didn’t know how to speak about her art, or her return to the scene, but because she hadn’t expected the gallery to put her in the spotlight so soon. One week after unveiling Resurrection, she had already become the headline act for the season’s final exhibition: Hearts in Revolt.
"How does it feel to paint again after such a long absence?" the journalist asked.
Ashira adjusted the mic clipped to her blouse and offered a calm smile, even though her heart was racing. "Like breathing again after forgetting how."
The interviewer beamed. "And your muse? Rumor has it your latest work was inspired by someone new."
She didn’t answer right away. Her thoughts flicked to Phoenix, the heat in his eyes, the weight of his hands on her skin,
