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Nikolai's message arrived before I could take my first sip of coffee, and it was all I could think about because I was thrilled at the prospect of finally learning what I loved to do most. I wanted to perfect my skills in interior design.
NIKOLAI: Class at seven in the evening with Helena Baxias. She agreed to give you lessons as a favor, so don't miss it.
I read it three times, my heart beating out of sync because Helena Baxias was one of the most renowned interior designers today. I had always admired her work, and I admired her for being so young and having such an impressive resume.
Just seeing her name light up the screen was enough to remind me of the previous night. The wine, the napkin, his deep voice promising things I still felt coursing through my skin. I had come home t
