After everything that had just happened, Dale Reeves was likely reevaluating the world around him.

With the matter finally resolved, Dale invited Alessia and her group upstairs to the conference room.

“Let me introduce myself properly–Dale Reeves,” he said, extending a hand.

“Alessia.”

“Cole.”

Each shook his hand in turn.

“Are you the one who makes the decisions?” Dale asked, studying Alessia. “You seem pretty young.”

“If it’s about the exhibition, yes, that’s my call.”

“No, actually, there’s something else.” Dale’s tone grew serious. Ivan, who was at the center of all this, seemed to be the only one in the room unsure of what was being discussed.

“I’ve opened a creative arts center for children back in France. If Ivan is willing, I’d like to offer him a place there. I’ll cover his tuition and all living expenses.”

might slip away,

at him, puzzled, but

rested a hand atop Ivan’s head

him.

Ivan didn’t look even

sorry, but… I don’t want to go.” Ivan’s voice was quiet, his fingers fidgeting, but there was

translated his reply and

I’ve met countless children and spoken with artists from all over, but

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refrained from adding her own opinions, relaying Dale’s words to

of the people around me. They’ve shown me that art doesn’t have to be something heavy or stifling. It can be warm and full of

but he put his feelings into words, one careful

time.

him in surprise; he’d never expected the usually withdrawn Ivan to have such

about it, okay? This is a rare

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