BuzzNovelAlessia gave York a gentle pat on the shoulder-a subtle reminder that sometimes, only children can get away
with bending the rules.
York was quick to catch her meaning. Without hesitation, he grabbed Ivan’s hand and, taking long strides, led
him straight up onto the stage.
Ivan, a little stunned by the sudden attention, simply let himself be pulled along. The rest of the crowd watched
the scene unfold with warm smiles, amused by the boys’ camaraderie.
Onstage, Ivan looked out of place and nervous, but York took the microphone Eddie handed him without missing
a beat.
“Hello, everyone. I'm not lvan-I'm York,” he announced with a grin.
The two boys, both fair and charming, were already winning hearts. And after the rather tense atmosphere
Tammie had created earlier, their presence was a welcrelief.
“The real Ivan is right here next to me,” York continued, nudging his friend forward. “He's an artist-sensitive
souls, you know how it is.”
His words drew laughter from the audience, helping to break the tension and ease the nerves in the room.
Alessia shot York an approving look. Sthings, she knew, only a child could say without offending anyone. To
those watching, it was simply an older brother protecting his shy sibling-a sight that never failed to soften even
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introduce himself in a small voice.
A moment later, Alessia led the applause, and everyone joined in, their faces bright with encouragement.
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With a familiar face beside him, Ivan relaxed a little, though his nerves lingered. “It's a hand,” he began quietly.
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yellow on the heart, because it found something it wants to protect. So even though it’s scared, it still fights back
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The space around the hand was painted in dark, swirling colors, creating a sense of distortion and unease. Only
near the heart was there a small patch of clear, bright light.
It looked fragile, that little heart-but driven by the desire to protect what mattered, it fought silently and
stubbornly against everything it feared.
Below the stage, people nodded in understanding. Even Dale Reeves, usually so reserved, was clapping
enthusiastically, admiration shining in his eyes.
“I have an announcement to make,” Dale Reeves called out, instantly grabbing everyone's attention.
“I'm truly impressed by Ivan’s work,” he said. “He has a depth and sensitivity rare for someone his age. For my
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