Once the doctor left, Devyn settled the bill, her heart sinking as she eyed the diminishing balance on her bank card.

Faced with this dilemma, she wondered what she could possibly do next.

Her online shop was in its infancy, requiring a substantial injection of capital.

Moreover, her mother’s illness demanded urgent attention, and the hundred thousand from Elizabeth fell short.

A shiver ran down Devyn’s spine as she contemplated the bleak road ahead.

Surveying her mother’s room, Devyn recognized only one viable option: finish Stella’s idea as soon as possible, her sole chance at getting the necessary funds.

As evening fell, Devyn made her way straight to the studio.

With determination in her eyes, she powered up the computer, plugged in the USB drive, and opened the replicated content.

gritted her teeth and picked up the brush, translating Stella’s words into strokes on

painting, Devyn found herself once again

expressed in words, carried a depth that surpassed Devyn’s own

thought of her mother’s suffering pushed Devyn

until she reached the heart of

reading it repeatedly, Devyn struggled

she couldn’t match

Stella’s vision proved to be a

the essence of Stella’s design would render her efforts meaningless, leaving her

each passing moment, Devyn’s anxiety grew, her mind racing for a

pen tightly, she racked her brain, searching

could she do

deeply, but she couldn’t come up

she let her pen fall from

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