Chapter 21

Stephanie's adept hand, clutching the thin wooden paintbrush, froze for a moment over the canvas on the easel, her breath taken for a moment as she stared with her eyes wide and her mouth slightly open in awe at the evening sky before her.
Something dark and heavy settled in her chest, biting down cold on her heart. Her lips trembled. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes as she remembered everything that had happened just that day.
How her boss had basically humiliated her in front of her teenage idol, a renowned mural artist that she had hoped she could get a conversation out of.