Chapter 9
Juliet's POV
The Golden Dove Art Center was packed with people.
I pressed myself against the back wall, silver mask hiding half my face. Artists everywhere with their portfolios tucked under their arms. Every chair in the place was full.
The air felt electric. Everyone was buzzing with that nervo...
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