The two of them entered Grace Neumann's studio, and the door closed behind them.
This was a three-story building.
Grace kept her head down, ready to lead Anthony Varley by the hand to a lounge on the second floor.
Arriving early is never as good as arriving just in time.
Today just happened to be Grace's ovulation day.
The monkeys and horses in her heart were already so restless they could topple the entire world!
On the bed in the lounge lay the white sheets Grace had carefully chosen.
Tonight, on those sheets, Grace would use her own body as a brush to create the greatest masterpiece of her artistic life!
The blooming stains of plum blossoms would be outlined into a beautiful scroll of art!
Symbolizing her purity and happiness, marking the journey and transformation from girl to woman.
This was the symbol of love!
This was the imprint of a dream come true!
But who would've thought Anthony Varley suddenly wasn't as eager as he'd been at the door.
