“Why don’t you take a guess?” Christopher kept his phone and looked at me expectantly.

 

Well, how would I know? I gave him a nudge and pleaded, “Please, I beg of you. I’m really curious. It’s fair enough that you knew about my hobby of painting. After all, I did paint a few times every now and again when I was younger. However, I don’t even have the physical copy of the draft template of this painting. So how do you have a scanned version of it?”

 

woman.” Rubbing his chin, Christopher seemed to be weighing his choices. In the end, the man decided to hold off telling me until the good news was released two days

ask you if I have any clue at all?” Still not giving up, I started to move about on his body in an attempt to coax an answer out of him. As a result of that, I had inadvertently

off his body. The next thing I knew, the man had driven the car into some woods. To put it simply, we had given the car a good

What a scoundrel!

Christopher was still tight-lipped about how he came to be in possession of the draft work of my painting. I then recalled a conversation he had

only said that for Monica’s benefit. But now, it seemed like he was telling the truth. I had been racking my brain to recall all the interactions I had previously had with Christopher, but my efforts were in vain. I arrived at

 

the newlyweds’ after-party. Many of Christopher’s ex-comrades were also invited

friends gathered around and started to invent games to play with Sabrina and Zachary. One of which was to dangle an apple in between them, and the couple had to eat the apple with hands behind their back. Another game was to get a blindfolded Sabrina to

let out a bright smile. “This is a piece of cake. I had already engraved every detail of his hand in my memory when I was going after Zach and held his hand for the first time. There’s no way I’ll make a

 

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