Forced into a marriage and sold to the Count’s family, Evelyn lives through the neglect and deceit of a husband old enough to be her father.
The only world permitted to her was the space within her rectangular canvas.
Then one day, to her life of hiding away in her studio, her sole refuge,
an uninvited guest who should never have been allowed in her environment arrives.
Jay, the son of her husband’s mistress who shamelessly struts around the mansion.
From that boy, whom she ought to despise the most, Evelyn feels her heart beat a vibrant red for the first time in her life.
Driven by an unstoppable curiosity, the moment she captures Jay on her canvas,
she is caught stealing glances at him.
“About that sculptor I saw.. is that how I look to you?”
It was an invitation to ruin,
and the very first hand of salvation she had ever encountered.
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