Book7 Chapter9.

The next morning, Xavier called.

I had just finished getting ready for work.

After a moment's hesitation, I answered.

His voice was anxious.

"Ariella, I'm sorry about last night. I'm a jerk..."

"Is there anything else?"

My voice was cold, making him uneasy.

"Do you remember? My solo exhibition is in three days. I want you to come. I

have a surprise for you."

A surprise...

Hearing that word made me feel even colder.

Xavier was a well-known painter in the country, with some international recognition.

I remember one year on his birthday, I wanted to surprise him.

I bought 999 roses and had them delivered to his studio.

there, I found him and Chloe nestled together, with a freshly painted portrait of

smiling, with a caption that read,

at that painting, tears streaming down

my arms, scattering on

through my tears, feeling

wasn't it me in that

looked annoyed and kicked the

a painting. Is

slowly got up from Xavier's shoulder, giving

Ariella, I asked Xavier to paint it. Don't be mad. He can

many times I had begged Xavier to paint me during our

he brushed me off, saying he had too many client orders and

me when he

asked more,

day. What's there to paint? You don't inspire

inspiration, I

and hurt, crying as I

you, but she does? Who's your

turned

can't control who inspires me. Chloe is just my

Suket

overwhelming pain made me

for you. I pricked my hands on the thorns just to

cozying up with her!"

confronted

anger

wild, stomping on

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