Chapter 13
Recalling the disastrous fate of that previous business partner, Michael silently calculated how many hours he’d need to update his resume after today’s inevitable implosion.
He inhaled deeply, steeling himself for the tempest of Luigi’s rage.
To his absolute shock, Luigi not only picked up the tickets but examined them with unexpected interest, his fingers tracing the embossed lettering with something approaching tenderness.
The tickets were elegantly minimal–clean black typography on heavy cream cardstock, containing only essential information without a single decorative flourish.
The stark simplicity transported Luigi to a moment he’d spent years trying to forget.
Ariana, curled up on their bed three years ago, sketching ticket designs on her tablet, her hair piled messily atop her head. She’d been so alive then–passionate, determined, completely herself.
“Look at this,” she’d said, holding up a clean, minimalist design. “Don’t you think this actually communicates more than all that cluttered nonsense they keep asking for?”
He remembered how she would return from her internship at Boston Ballet, dramatically flopping onto their couch with entertaining impressions of the marketing director.
“It needs more pizzazz,” she’d mimic in an exaggerated voice, gesturing wildly. “Make the font bigger! Add sparkles! People won’t know it’s art unless we hit them over the head with it!”
Luigi had laughed then–casually, carelessly, not appreciating how perfect those ordinary moments were. How
erfect she had been.
If he hadn’t destroyed everything with his revenge plot, would they be sharing those moments still? Would she be designing minimalist tickets for performances he attended proudly as her husband?
through him
felt like a sign–an impossible, irrational signal that he should attend. A whisper in his mind suggested that perhaps, somehow, he
into his jacket pocket and
with pre–performance excitement. Various executives and society figures made obligatory
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rare public attention.
effort–a slight nod, a disinterested “sure“-until they retreated, sensing
tensed reflexively. Dance performances had become emotional landmines since Ariana’s death.
to reveal a solo dancer in a blush–pink costume, frozen in elegant repose. When the music began, she unfurled like a
of liquid shadow following her movements. Despite the pearl–white half–mask concealing her features, her artistic expression radiated
watching, found himself inexplicably drawn to her performance. There was something in her movement quality that struck a
within him.
precise way she extended through her fingertips during an arabesque, the characteristic tilt of her head during pirouettes, the musicality of her phrasing–all of it achingly familiar.
been working on. “Watch this
breath caught in his throat as past
on stage moved with such similar qualities that he could almost believe the impossible–that somehow, through some miracle, he was watching Ariana
particularly challenging sequence, approaching the edge of the stage nearest his seat, Luigi found himself leaning
the name escaping before he could stop
anyone else, the dancer’s rhythm faltered slightly–a millisecond
in perfection sent electricity through Luigi’s veins. It couldn’t be coincidence.
couldn’t.
concluded and thunderous applause erupted around him, Luigi remained fixated on the masked dancer, searching for further confirmation of what seemed both impossible and
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