𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒌 {EDITING PROCESS}

2. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

The clock striked 8:00. The body in the bed moved slowly. Fanny woke up and turned away. As always Roge was gone. In the bed stood a tray with breakfast on it and a note that read "I love you"

After finishing, Fanny headed for her store. As an interior designer, she had quite a few clients who needed her advice. Now, along with her young assistant, she was preparing different curtain fabrics.

"Madam Roanne, your husband is looking for you on the phone." Said the assistant, handing the woman's phone. She smiled at him.
" Hello Roger. No, I have not forgotten about the exhibition. Okay, Roger, I love you. "Fanny shut the phone and went back to work.

Adam, the assistant, embraced Fanny and began kissing her neck.
"Then we will not go out tonight."
"Adam, I'm married and I'm faithful to my husband."
"I did not notice that when you were moaning my name at those lonely nights. When I slowly undressed you,  feeling your body under mine and you wanted me."

"Adam, it was just sex. I was lonely. I'm sorry if I made you think of anything else. "Fanny gently kissed the boy's lips and returned to work.

Then Adam helped Fanny take the fabric. They looked at each other as if they wanted to say how much they were sick of the old lady's whims, who was standing in front of them. Fanny immediately headed home after completing with the mistress.

18:00. That fatal hour. Fanny had put on her usual black dress. She had caught her husband at hand and was walking around the gallery. The paintings were stunningly beautiful, as if you were in the places that were painted.

"Do not you think Emma is an amazing artist."
"The paintings are superb. Where is the author of these works? "Asked Roger as he took two glasses of champagne. Fanny took one, didn't say anything and separated herself from her husband.

She headed for a section in which flowers were painted. Chrysanthemums, lilacs, and other unusual flowers. A certain picture caught her eye. On it were depicted yellow daffodils and red roses that were held by a naked woman.

Satin and silk wrapped around the body like a snake.In her feet a small stag was sleeping peacefully. Fanny had faded into the picture that she did not feel the person sitting beside her.
"What do you think?" Said the person and Fanny turned. In front of her stood a short woman with blond hair and big sad blue eyes.

"I think it's perfect." The brunette smiled and sipped from the glass. "I also think that this woman is torn between two things."
"Is she! Where did you see that? "The  blonde asked staring at the picture.

"Look at her face. Despite the gentle smile, there is a broken soul behind it. Let's say one of the flowers is her favorite, but what the others are. One is a gift from her beloved and the other from a mysterious lover."
"Where do you find this lover?"
"Right here. This stag at her feet. "Fanny pointed to the dark deer lying at the girl's feet.

The blonde smiled at the lady.
"Bravo, madam. I doubted that somebody could make a whole story of my work, but you were refuting my expectations."
"Your work?
"Emma Dumont. Nice to meet you"The two women clasped their hands.
"Fanny Roanne"

"That's where you were. I've been looking for you everywhere, "Roger called to his wife." I see you've found the artist. Superior paintings. "The man kissed Emma's hand and smiled at her.
"I'm glad you like it. Your wife is a specialist in painting.
"However, she is an interior designer."laughed the Englishman and drank from the champagne.

Emma smiled and looked at Fanny. The brunette looked at her warmly.
"Would you mind if I take you for a walk. To see the others. "The artist asked the woman, who, without hesitation, followed her.