NovelEnglishChapter 35: Surrounded by a rapt crowd, Allison gently picked up a piece of clay and sprinkled it with water.
It was then that Kellan realized that she had been deliberately slowing her pace to guide him through the basics.
In less than a minute, the clay in his hands had already begun to transform.
The art of sculpting gave way to the precision of carving.
It's like watching a movie, someone murmured, amazed.
Colton and Melany, who had previously ridiculed Allison, were now showing visible signs of anxiety, their
foreheads glistening with sweat.
They scrutinized her every move, wary of any hint of deception.
Kellan expected Allison to need his help, but she only occasionally asked him to pass her a file.
Take the smallest one, he ordered calmly, his voice a firm anchor in the charged atmosphere.
His hands moved with deliberate grace and the clay seemed to yield to his touch, coming to life under his skillful
fingers.
Kellan held out the file more.
small behind.
In that fleeting contact, he once again perceived the scent of plum blossoms that she gave off.
A lump formed in his throat and he gently wiped the sweat from Allison's forehead with a clean handkerchief,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgently brushing his fingers against her forehead.
smooth skin.
As he removed his hand, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.
He marveled that her skin could be as smooth and fine as porcelain.
But Allison seemed completely absorbed in her work, never losing concentration.
With a quick movement of the finger, a piece of clay fell away and her thin fingers moved like a butterfly, deftly
shaping the material.
A soft brushstroke breathed life into the clay, capturing the essence of a majestic mountain.
In that moment, Kellan felt an unusual tranquility, as if they were the last two people on earth, along with the
pottery that surrounded them.
There were no plans or plans.
bloodshed, just a serene space that seemed to alleviate the constant restlessness that ran through him.
Allison was enigmatic, young but extremely serene, distant and distant, as if her heart was hidden from
everyone.
Kellan was amazed.
He remembered the woman he had met that crazy night.
She had effortlessly disarmed him and disappeared in the morning.
During her most fervent moments, her gaze had been as distant as an ancient glacier, motionless in solemnity.
In the small courtyard, the initial murmurs of admiration gave way to a profound silence as everyone's attention
remained focused solely on Allison.
Collective breathlessness around them was palpable.
Even Colton, who had anticipated Allison's failure, was now struggling to process the scene before him.
How can it be.
He suddenly remembered the little ceramic dog that Allison had given him three years ago.
In a fit of nostalgia, he had smashed it to pieces on the floor.
The friendly figure had splintered into pieces, possibly severing his arm.
or maybe not.
At that moment, his attention was elsewhere.
Since then, Allison had beceven more reserved and had not offered him anything again.
Colton felt a pang of regret, realizing she might have overlooked something deeply significant.
As the day drew to a close and the sun began to set, Allison finished her masterpiece.
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The entire process had been impeccable.
Emanuel could barely contain his enthusiasm.
Excellent! Simply excellent.
When Allison looked up, a black scarf was extended toward her.
She accepted it calmly, wiping her forehead, as cheers broke out that almost made the heavens tremble.
Even Kellan's eyes were shining with amusement.
I'd pay a fortune to have Miss Clarke run my ceramics gallery, someone declared.
A few began to compete for his favor.
Emanuel was quick to throw everyone out.
Go away! My shop is closed for the entire month.
Then she carefully picked up the patterned tea set, her eyes filling with tears.
This gis really magnificent! Seeing it, | can die without regrets! Nonsense, you will live a hundred years,
Allison reassured him.
Emanuel's love for beautiful ceramics was well known.
With a serene expression, Allison directed her gaze towards the now embarrassed figures.
Since you have accepted the bet, it is tfor you to kneel!.
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