Chapter 112: A Global Stage
Elena's POV
The international gallery was a stunning mix of sleek modernism and classic beauty, and its lights were overwhelming. Pieces from some of the world's most renowned painters graced the white walls, but my collection—my story—stood out among them, distinct and intimate, full of the love, heartache, and victory that had characterized the last years of my life. Every painting represented a different aspect of Adrian, myself, and our shared adventure.
There was a noticeable murmur of excitement and adoration among the throng. Their attention was both terrifying and affirming, and I could feel it in my work. As I stood next to Adrian, who had flown in from the vineyard to join me for the occasion, my pulse was pounding. He was a quiet compass as I made
