Colours of Deception

racing with possibilities. She'd always known that making it in the ar

and hope that she hadn't felt in months. This could be her chance to fin

s and fears. What if she wasn't good enough? What if Julian Blackwoo

e. She'd always been driven by a passion for art, and this oppo

reath. She knew that she had a lot of work ahead of her, but for

he spent the morning responding to emails and making phone call

icipation. She'd always dreamed of having her art seen by a wider audie

swered it, expecting it to be one of her friends or family members. But

n, please," t

alized who was on the phone. "This is

ckwood," the voice said. "

ergy as she responded. "I'm doi

personally congratulate you on being selected for t

wash over her. "Thank you so much," she said

you need to take your career to the next level," Julian sai

was something about Julian's tone that seemed almost... patronizing.

etime, after all. And she was de

mentioned that he'd like to meet with Lexi i

ow," he said. "We'll discuss the projec

nerves. She'd never met Julian Blackwood

was going to be a big day. Lexi could feel it in her bones. She spent the rest of the day

ut the man behind the grant. She scoured the internet, reading articles a

ase. Julian Blackwood was a man of immense power and influence, with a re

nity was too good to pass up. She'd always dreamed of making a name for herself

ath and tried to calm her nerves. Tomorrow was g

ifferent outfits and doing her hair and makeup.

e of excitement mixed with nerves. What would tomorrow bring? Wo

e thing was for sure: Lexi w

ith thoughts of the meeting to come. When her alarm went off the

airs to wait for the car, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She was ready for this. She took a deep breath, grabbed her p

ut to greet her. "Good morning, Ms. Thompson," he said, opening the do

the cool, leather-scented interior, feeling a