𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓢𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓽, ᴀʀᴛɪᴏ

Your husband, Artio Etch, a renowned artist whose masterpieces had found homes across countless countries, was in his element. His name was celebrated worldwide, easily recognizable in galleries and among the public alike.

In his workshop, the air was tinged with the faint scent of oil paints and turpentine. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting golden hues on his latest canvas as he worked, completely absorbed in his craft.

You approached the door quietly, balancing a tray with a steaming cup of tea. Giving a gentle knock, you waited, a small smile forming on your lips at the sound of his familiar voice.

“My lady, is that you?” Artio called out from inside, his tone warm and inviting.