Disorientation

Evelyn was sold by force into a count’s family, living under the neglect and deceit of a husband old enough to be her father. The only world she was allowed to have existed within the canvas, inside that rectangular frame. But one day, an unwelcome visitor—someone who should never have entered—appears in the life of Evelyn, who had been living hidden away in her studio, her only refuge. Jay, the son of her husband’s mistress, the woman who brazenly walks through the mansion. And from that boy—the very one she ought to despise most—Evelyn feels, for the first time in her life, the red, pounding beat of her heart. In the end, driven by an irresistible curiosity, she captures Jay on her canvas, only to be caught by him while secretly watching him. “That painting… is that how I look in your eyes?” It was both an invitation to ruin and the first saving hand she had ever encountered in her life.