The Art of Undoing
In her obsessive quest to restore a haunting portrait, an art conservator discovers that the true masterpiece lies in her own unraveling.
Just after midnight, the restoration lab belonged to me. Its windows mirrored a stark contrast to the night, where an inky darkness enveloped the outside world. Inside, a soft flickering glow created a sterile type of warmth. My sanctuary of sorts. Most conservators had long since slouched home for the night, except for Marissa, who’d left an hour ago, still muttering about the “priorities” of our new benefactor. Somewher...
