Hearts Awakened
of the visitors, her look focused on Callon, who had a charisma that drew everybody in. She observed as Callon locked in in energized discussion with A
o enter. "Come in." Elena entered the dimly lit room, where the walls were decorated with works of art from around the world. Alexander sat behind the mahogany desk, his gaze shifting from the stack of papers to the board. He motioned for her to place it on a nearby easel. Elena stammered, and ran from the room, the door closing behind her. As Elena's sobs echoed throughout the empty hallway, she couldn't help but wonder if the pain of unrequited love was the price she had to pay for pursuing her artistic dreams. *** Elena sat at her cluttered work area, the delicate shine of her work area light casting warm shadows over the pages of her scratch pad. Her write moved nimbly over the paper as she poured her contemplations into verse. She was composing a lyric approximately cherish, around her immovable conviction in its control to convert and rise above. But her contemplations kept floating to Alexander, the puzzling craftsmanship teachers who had continuously been her muse. She had long imagined of him taking her beneath his wing as a understudy, however presently that dream appeared full with instability. She delayed, her write floating over the paper, and chewed on her foot lip. May she genuinely be substance with being treated just as a understudy? Was that all she was ordained for in his eyes? The another day at craftsmanship school, Elena found herself profound in discussion with her companion Pamela. They sat in a cozy corner of the studio, encompassed by canvases and the fragrance of paint. Elena trusted in Pamela approximately the mounting weight she felt in her interest of craftsmanship. Pamela, with her dynamic soul and irresistible eagerness, was continuously the culminate confidante. Pamela flashed a consoling grin and bumped Elena's bear. "You've got this, Elena! Do not let self-doubt hold you back. Keep in mind, craftsmanship is approximately expression, not