Anna took a deep breath, clenching her fists several times behind her back in an attempt to release some of the tension coiling inside her. Everyone's eyes were on her, and she wasn't accustomed to being the center of so much attention.
But when her gaze met William's dark eyes, something warm spread through her chest, grounding her, giving her the confidence she so desperately needed. With him there, she could breathe.
"There's something wrong with the bottom left corner of the painting," she finally said, pointing at the area in question. "If you look closely, you'll notice that the blending technique is inconsistent. The rest of the painting clearly follows a uniform method, but this section... doesn't."
She paused, briefly meeting Amelie's gaze, half-expecting her to step in. But Amelie remained silent, her eyes fixed on Anna, urging her to continue. And so, she did.
