Chapter 57

Absolutely not what I expected.

When Damien parked the car and handed the keys over to a valet valet, I momentarily forgot the latest events. The gallery, whose French name I couldn't even pronounce, was surrounded by photographers and the press. The entrance reminded me of the premiere of an American movie and I was instantly intimidated by the magnitude of the event.

My hands felt cold and I wrapped my fingers in the soft fabric of my dress. I wasn't prepared. This wasn't going to be like the golf match and I didn't feel confident facing all those people who were

came in richly dressed.

- Ulysses is a bit of an exaggeration. - Damien's hand grabbed mine, making me loosen my dress.

Damien, I don't think it's a good idea. I mean, I didn't imagine it would be like this and your friends, the people you know will be in there.

inside. - I looked away from his face. - I'm sorry. I'm not suitable for this. Someone like me isn't suited to places like this.

- Not suitable for an exhibition in