A knot formed in the pit of my stomach.

"I apologize..." I said.

"Were your achievements at the auction just a fluke then? Are you incapable of repainting that portrait?"

"Sir, I-"

"I expect better from my exclusive painters," he scolded, and then he hung up before I could say another word.

I looked at Rebecca who was staring at me with raised brows.

"Why would you turn down the offer?" She asked, curiously.

"I made a promise to Elliot," I told her. "I can't go back on my word."

"Maybe you should speak with him about it.

up on my mood change, Rebecca changed the subject and

away all day, he handed me

on,"

brows at his

"What for?"

surprise for you," he

I put the blindfold

and sounds that we had wandered outside. Elliot surprised me by lifting me into his arms and carrying me

putting me down and untying my blindfold. When I adjusted

were standing in the middle of a greenhouse and surrounded by roses of all different colors. I gasped at the beauties around me and then I noticed a greeting card

turned to look at Elliot, a crease between my

I asked, my voice coming out

and putting his hands in his front pockets almost sheepishly. "I figured they were your favorite flowers." I was at a loss

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with the greenhouse and only one day had passed since I submitted my artwork to the Pandora Bloom gallery. However, my paintings were returned to me the following day. One of the workers at the

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