An Aria In Venice: A Musical Interlude Novel - Plot & Excerpts
All of Milan’s most notable fashion paparazzi have made the effort to purchase front row seats. Even a few of my former students from F.I.T. have stopped by to offer their congratulations. Dressed in his trademark dark purple show suit, my brother, Rafe and I, along with Erin and our assistant, Carla, stroll down the stage until we reach the end, the music playing overhead making me think of the night Adriana chased after Nikolai at the Alcatraz. The crowd stands as applause roars around us—a standing ovation, a formal acceptance into the world of design. The feel of success saturates the air around us. What more could a man ask for? A lot apparently, since I have never felt this empty in my entire life. The next day at Black Butterfly, I throw myself into my work, counting down the hours until I get the chance to see Adriana, my calming force, my feisty little ballerina. I have sent text after text, apologizing and explaining how I knew nothing of the daughter’s existence with no progress.
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