Gasps of awe replaced the earlier murmurs, and everyone who had echoed Genevieve's remarks fell silent in embarrassment.
The manager went on. "Ms. Sinclaire has prepared a grand finale piece for us today, and I can promise it will leave every person in this room in awe. Please stay tuned."
"To think it is the finale piece of an international competition. How incredible is that?"
The crowd turned toward me with looks of open admiration.
Genevieve stood frozen where she was, her face cycling from pale to ashen, her eyes clouded with confusion.
The manager had just announced that I was a top graduate of Ellington Academy of Design. But the woman she had known, Aurora, the woman I used to be, had supposedly been self-taught because she could not afford formal training.
Sebastian heard th
