Chapter 92 Exhibit

• Sophie stood at the entrance of the exhibit, taking in the full scope of the space. The walls were lined with vibrant, powerful pieces—each one telling a piece of Victoria’s story, capturing the raw emotion of the journey that had defined her. Sophie had always admired Victoria’s work, but today, as she stepped closer to the pieces, there was something new. Something deeper.
• Victoria’s voice broke the silence as she approached. “How does it look?” she asked, her tone a mix of hope and uncertainty. Her eyes searched Sophie’s face, waiting for a reaction.
• Sophie took a moment before responding, walking slowly from one painting to the next, her fingers gently grazing the air in front of them as she studied the layers of color, the texture, the movement. “You’ve evolved,” she said softly, her gaze focused on one particular piece. “I can feel your transformation in every brushstroke. These aren’t just paintings anymore—they’re parts of you.”