Three years later, inside the most prestigious hall in the art world, brilliant lights blazed overhead, turning the whole hall into a sea of glow.
Mina, draped in a simple yet elegantly cut white gown, stood under the blazing spotlight and smoothly accepted the crystal trophy, the symbol of the highest honor the entire art industry could bestow, from the award presenter.
Thunderous applause exploded from the audience below the stage.
She turned slightly to the side, and her gaze locked directly with Owen's, seated in the front row of the guest section.
He wore a perfectly tailored dark suit, a soft, proud smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, and little Leo curled safe and warm in his arms.
The tiny tot seemed to sense that his mommy was the star of the day. He blinked his big, de
