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For eight years, Sofia Hong has poured her soul onto canvas and photography, portraits that aren't just paintings and images but fragments of dreams, glimpses of emotions that have lingered like ghosts in her mind. Faces she's never met yet somehow knows. Each stroke of her brush is an attempt to understand, to capture something just out of reach.
Then, she meets him.
Xavier Xu, a renowned collector, is a man of influence and mystery. But when he looks at her work, it's not admiration in his eyes. It's recognition.
Because he's seen these faces before.
The same dreams. The same visions.
The realization is both thrilling and terrifying.
For years, she thought these images belonged only to her. But now, standing before Xavier Xu, Sofia wonders, what does it mean? And more importantly... why him?