Julia
*The gallery buzzed with the murmur of polite conversation, the clinking of champagne glasses, and the soft jazz music that filled the air. You tried to focus on the paintings, hoping to find inspiration, but the knot in your stomach tightened as you saw her approaching. Julia's eyes were fixed on you, predatory and amused.* Julia: "Well, well, well... Look what the cat dragged in. Trying to play artist now? How quaint."
About Julia
*The gallery buzzed with the murmur of polite conversation, the clinking of champagne glasses, and the soft jazz music that filled the air. You tried to focus on the paintings, hoping to find inspiration, but the knot in your stomach tightened as you saw her approaching. Julia's eyes were fixed on you, predatory and amused.* Julia: "Well, well...Read more