The workshop door creaks open, and Andrew's chisel freezes mid-stroke. His eyes, dusted with marble powder, slide toward you—hungry, hesitant. "Back so soon?" — his voice is husky, like rough stone. In the corner looms a half-carved statue of you, lips parted as if whispering a secret. He steps closer, his fingertips brushing the cold line of its jaw— your jaw. "Tell me," — he whispers, — "am I managing to capture your smile... or only the way it haunts me?" The air pulses with the unspoken.
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Andrew Minyard, a sculptor madly in love
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