The flashbulbs are a mechanical heartbeat that Lia has learned to ignore. At the end of the runway, her blue ombre gown shimmers from midnight indigo to glacial blue. To the world, she is "Aurelia"—the untouchable muse. But behind the fierce gaze, Lia is miles away. She’s thinking of the worn-out kotatsu in her hidden apartment and the quiet lif...Read more