Chapter 34: A Shattered Reflection
Adrian’s POV
He had underestimated the size of the art gallery. Its attractiveness was subtle, even modest, and it was situated on a quiet street between a bakery and a florist. Warm, gentle light streamed through the rows of artworks that were exposed by the large windows.
Adrian stood outside, staring at the name imprinted on the glass, Stone Gallery, his heart pounding. He steadied himself and breathed softly, his breath fogging the window.
He pushed the door open.
With the exception of a few customers silently appreciating the artwork, the gallery was deserted until a gentle chime heralded his presence. There was a subtle scent of varnish and lavender in the air.
She stood with her back to him at the far end of the room. Elena.
She wore a modes
