Beneath the Same Sky

With her art in hand, Lily Hart stood at the center of an art gallery filled with carefully curated works that she had worked so hard to showcase and believed would make her a true icon as he sought to celebrate emerging artists and solidify her reputation as someone of integrity. 

Despite the solar eclipse's subversion beneath the horizon, which created shades of orange and purple in the sky, visitors who had come to admire the artwork, drink champagne on an elegant nightstand were blissfully unaware of the tornado that was about to strike Lily'S life. 

The commotion started during the nighttime games, as Lily gracefully welcomed visitors with her trademark grace and poise. A sharp voice emerged from the room after a brief period of silence. 

"Lily Hart, you're in a state of shame!" 

With her frozen state, Lily could feel the words - her ex-boyfriend Henry Blackwell who she had always relied on knowing that his love for high-quit art was now as comforting as death. 

Despite the fear in her chest, she kept her voice steady and asked "Henry, what are you doing here?" She nodded. 

Henry's expression was tepid, with a wild frown. He moved forward one step and held gritted paper. "I am here to prove that you are committing fraud!" 

Embezzling budget, Lily? I cannot accept it as true because I didn't see it sooner. 

There was no sound from the gallery as people gathered around him, and everything seemed to be quiet. Lily struggled to keep her cool, trying to remember what she had written on the phone. Did they have an embezzlement of funds? What happened next? Without touching a single penny of the cash she had been given, it was unthinkable. 

She said, "I don't know what you mean, Henry Low voice but quiet" Moving towards him in an attempt to control the situation "This is not true?”

The room was filled with blood as Henry spoke, shaking his head and holding the paper aloft. He firmly gripped his hands tightly to prevent anyone from deceiving him. 

Her heart raced; she breathed in shallow spaces; the sudden attack of allegations was a kind of surge, sending her torn and frozen with fear as she tried to keep her head above the ground; looking for cleavage among the crowds, but now everyone was watching closely without foot nor hearing. 

"You must depart, Lily," a guest whispered with disapproval. 

"Is it real?" another inquired, blending surprise with incredulity. 

Lily's stomach grew larger than usual, and her throat was becoming more painful due to the heavy gaze. This caused distress. The verdict was devastating. 

Suddenly, Henry was determined to say something more: "You've admitted it better than anyone, Lily. You're not going to be working on this anymore."

With a sense of unease, the ground beneath Lily's feet began to crumble; for seconds, everything seemed to be blurry around her as she worked tirelessly towards building her reputation and presence in the art world. But then all of  sudden, it collapsed in an instant. 

In a desperate cry, she said: "Henry! What am I doing wrong here? Let me just say it for you." She continued on. 

Despite her acceptance of him, his cold eyes vanished as they were devoid of the warmth and affection she had expressed. 

Lily evaded the police and ran away from her gallery, with only faint dreams in sight. She then ventured out into the cold night air, breath being rough and bloody. 

Over the next few days, there had been a rush of phone calls, accusations, and an overwhelming sense of mourning. The gallery's standing was irreparably harmed as Lily resigned from her position, with every door she had once opened being shut shut. Her name became synonymous with dishonesty and treacherence in the artwork world. 

Clara, Lily's trustworthy friend and business associate, had severed her bond with her without hesitation, offering a simple advice: "Leave, she'll have to endure. Her phone number was only five characters long, and blood-soaked. 

With no more options, Lily left the town. Her artwork, friends, and reputation were all lost to scandal -- she was abandoned in a sleepy coastal town, far removed from her original hometown. 

It evolved into a place where she could rebuild herself, away from the city's prying eyes Far from whispers, lies and shame.... 

Moreover, as if to add insult to injury, her trustworthy friend and business associate Clara, who had unwaveringly supported Lily, had terminated all communication with her. The phone number was brief and unblemished, and Clara provided the simplest suggestion: "Leave, Lily. "This is the exclusive way to live on it. 

Having no more to lose, Lily left the town. "The artwork's reputation, her friends, and the global community were all ruined by the scandal. Her destination was on the outskirts of an uninhabited seaside town, which had long since disappeared from sight as part of the world she once knew. 

She found a place to rebuild, away from the city's surveillance cameras. The result? Away from the whispers, deceptions and disgrace. 

The quiet location, where she encountered him, was the only one in town. 

Lily had no idea Ethan Cross was the whole thing. A mysterious and melancholic architect, he resided in a detached house overlooking the sea. "He looked menacingly into the distance, as if to be honest, and he continued to look like a thriller. The openings he'd created around himself have been just as expansive as hers. Just as hers was secretly hidden, so was his beyond. 

She was initially determined to keep her distance from him. Why? Her curiosity was piqued by the way he carried himself, even though she had built shelves around her heart. But she decided to make the trip back into his tiny little cafe just to see him.... Lily's world was not equal to hers when they crossed paths in the peaceful streets of the city on a fateful evening. 

They became a simple bond, but then the distance between them transformed into an intense sense of pain. Like Lily, Ethan was haunted by his past. They not only perceived the potential for romance but also the harmful temptation to uncover hidden secrets and techniques. All of this was revealed. 

They had a straightforward connection, and as they engaged in rebranding the city, the layers of their pasts began to peel away, revealing weaknesses that neither of them had been equipped to combat. However, as they neared, a storm was approaching with enough force to threaten their destruction before they could begin to heal.' 

Regardless of the outcome, Lily couldn't help but wonder if this damaged man could be the only one who can aid her in finding her way out of darkness. They may have developed a fragile bond that could lead to their separation and eventual destruction. 

As time went on, Lily was torn between the protection of her solitary embrace and feeling the attraction of the man who perceived her pain differently than anyone else. With time, her relationship became more and more dangerous. Lily pondered the possibility of continuing to swim in their own fears and insecurities, as the past passed by. 

Could their fragile bond withstand the storm, or would it be disregarded by the secrets and techniques they both held?' Lily's inability to conceal reality was only revealed by time, despite one aspect. 

And neither should Ethan. 

The amount of solitude Lily Hart experienced was unparalleled.... Her life was a mess of errors and public catastrophes, believed to haunt her regardless of the distance she had made.'... Her meticulously constructed life, as a perfect superlative, has now become reborn in ashes and broken moments. She found solace in a world of art and beauty, curating exhibitions with an eye for detail that was both passionate and captivating. But the ruined lifestyle could not provide the comfort it had at the moment.' 

But the scandal swept through her career, her relationships and self-esteem. Betrayal, deceit and scandal were whispered about her everywhere she went, online -- even in the quiet voices of those who hailed from within. "Lily, who had previously served as the curator of the renowned Richmond Gallery, was recognized for her exaggerated expectations and flawless taste. Despite being unknown to many, the reason for the betrayal that destroyed