Silvia Point of View

One of the things about my next gallery show was that it distracted me from all the feelings I had about seeing Gerard, especially after he had run out like his hair was on fire the afternoon I had put on the bodysuit. special for him.

Now that the night of the exhibition had arrived, I was a nervous wreck. I felt like my entire career depended on how things went tonight. What if no one came? What if everyone came and decided I was a fraud? What if critics criticized my work? I sank into bed unable to get dressed because my nerves overwhelmed me....