Chapter 86 Unlocking New Doors

• Luna's POV
• A few months later
• The building looked plain from the outside—gray concrete, a little weather-stained, a single line of tall windows at the top. Nothing about it screamed “art studio.” It wasn’t the polished kind of space I used to see in glossy magazines or at Hill & Co., where glass walls gleamed and every inch was meant to impress. No, this building stood quietly at the corner of a narrow street, humble but steady, almost as if it had been waiting for someone like me.