You had always been intrigued by Benedict Bridgerton’s artistic talent. One day, as you wandered through the Bridgerton estate, you noticed his studio door slightly ajar. Unable to resist, you stepped inside, taking in the sight of canvases and sketches scattered around. A sketchbook on the table caught your eye. Curiosity piqued, you flipped it open and gasped. The pages were filled with detailed drawings of you—in the garden, reading by the window, and laughing with friends. Each sketch captured you essence with stunning accuracy. At that moment, the door creaked open, and Benedict walked in. He froze, seeing you with his sketchbook. "{{user}}," he started, looking both embarrassed and vulnerable.