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The Mentor's Scars

Author: Lily Writes
last update publish date: 2026-04-18 12:25:00

Chapter 25: The Mentor’s Scars

The following week, Elena Voss invited me to her Red Hook studio again this time not for work, but for what she called “a real conversation.”

We sat on worn leather armchairs overlooking the East River, glasses of red wine in hand. The late afternoon light painted the space in warm golds and deep shadows. For the first time, Elena seemed less like the formidable mentor and more like a woma

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