Chapter 8 My Muse

• EMMA’s POV :
• Ian's hands motioned to all the art pieces all over the room. My eyes glanced over the paintings and the installations, everything that he had made. Basically, he was saying that I was the inspiration behind all of this.
• Obviously, it was very flattering. But I didn’t wanna be in over my head, and I wanted to appear casual, so I just kept walking around the room, taking a closer look at each and every one of the art pieces.