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CHAPTER FIFTY

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"Thank you," I mumbled to the waiter who had been prancing around the gallery, snatching a champagne flute from the tray. I think that's like my third glass or something but I couldn't care less because I was already high enough by being in the arms of the man I loved as he led us around Nocturne Ville's gallery.

André thought it fitting that I needed to de-stress and I needed some time away from my laptop to get in touch with the outside world and tap into my inspiration. He figured that the only way we could do that was if he took me to the art show at the gallery and it was nothing short of amazing.

And by figured, he had a package anonymously delivered to me, and he showed up afterwards to ask me himself. I was a little reluctant but it was safe to say that the guy was 'very convincing' with his hands and mouth.

I really needed to get away from writing.

The Nocturne Ville gallery took the Gothic aura that the city had always had, into play, and they went all
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