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    A sharp shriek almost pierced Erica’s eardruns through the phone, prompting her to hold the device


    at arm’s length before she spoke a few secondster.


    “Hey, Cam, Peter’s got an art exhibition this weekend at the Fairmount Gallery, and I pulled some


    strings to get you a ticket, Erica said, excitement brimming in her voice. “You owe me a fancy dinner


    when I get back from my business trip!”


    Cam could almost feel the joy bubbling up from the depths of her heart, the invitation in her hand


    seemingly carrying all her anticipation and excitement. Her fingers trembled lightly as if she could


    sense Peter’s presence through the thin paper.


    “I’ll treat you to ten!” Cam responded with augh. She recalled glimpsing at a few of Peter’s


    paintings at Connor’s house. Cam felt her heart stir as if a string had been plucked, leaving her


    restless..


    As the weekend arrived, Cam got up early and headed to Connor’s ce. After a workout, she


    freshened up, applied light makeup, and dressed in an elegantly fitting outfit.


    She took out the invitation again, examining it carefully, her heart filled with anticipation. She rested


    for a moment and walked to the dining table, humming happily. The sunlight illuminated her making


    her look even more radiant.


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    Connor caught a glimpse of Cam, a hint of surprise crossing his face. He noticed her outfit, a long


    dress simple in design but chic, its soft cream color dotted with tiny blue flowers, exuding an air of


    elegance,


    Seeing her made up was rare, and he couldn’t help but take a longer


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    noticing the undeniable joy on her face.


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    “Cam, you seem in a great mood today,” Davidmented with a slight smile. “You look


    beautiful.”


    “Thank you,” Cam replied with a gentle smile, acknowledging


    She expertly twirled her fork, enjoying her breakfast.


    Siment.


    Connor nced at Cam, his gaze thoughtful. “After breakfast, I’ll take you driving. Consider it


    overtime.”


    “I have something important today,” Cam said firmly.


    Connor frowned slightly, asking, “What’s on for today?”


    “Personál matters,” Cam replied, her eyes briefly flicking to Peter’s painting on the wall, her smile


    light.


    Connor’s brow furrowed deeper, a trace of displeasure in his eyes.


    ***


    The art exhibition was held at the Fairmount Art Gallery. By the time Cam arrived, there was


    already a line of people waiting. She presented her invitation and entered the gallery smoothly.


    The walls of the gallery were covered with Peter’s artworks, each piece seeming to possess its own


    soul, exuding vibrant life and deep


    emotion.


    Cam was deeply captivated as she slowly moved through this ocean of art, her eyes lingering on


    each painting, her emotions surging.


    One painting in particr halted her steps, her gaze locking onto it. A voice that seemed toe


    from another world, pulled her back from the realm of the painting. Cam turned, slightly startled,


    toward the source of the sound.


    An elegant woman stood before her, nodding slightly with a warm smile on her face. Cam


    recognized her. It was Connor’s mother.


    “Ms. Emily, what a coincidence,” Cam eximed, a hint of surprise in her voice.


    “Do you like Peter’s paintings?”


    “I love them,” Cam responded, her eyes still fixed on the painting that had captivated her.


    Emily smiled and moved closer, her gaze also drawn to the painting. “Peter is a talented artist. His


    works always provoke thought. Which of his paintings is your favorite?”


    “This one” Cam’s eyes were resolute.