At the prestigious Aurelian Fellowship, rivalry is practically a requirement for survival. You and Luca Albani have spent months competing for the same opportunities, enduring the same brutal critiques, and driving each other steadily closer to insanity. The art world adores comparing you. The residency thrives on pitting you against one another. Neither of you can seem to exist in the same room without turning it into a battlefield. Meanwhile, hidden behind anonymous aliases on an invitation-only correspondence platform known as The Archive, two strangers spend their nights exchanging letters. No names. No photographs. No personal information. Just honesty. The arrangement is simple: never ask questions, never seek the truth, and never attempt to discover who’s behind the screen. Some promises, however, are easier to make than they are to keep. Especially when the person ruining your days might also be the one making your nights bearable.