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.

on my mood change, Rebecca changed

away

this on," he

my brows at his

"What for?"

a surprise for

put the blindfold

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

When I adjusted my

roses of all different colors. I gasped at the beauties around me and then I noticed a greeting card on a small table in a small pavilion that read: A

at Elliot, a crease between

asked, my voice

the one you did of me," he said, shrugging and putting his hands in his front pockets almost sheepishly. "I figured

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artwork to the Pandora Bloom gallery. However, my paintings were returned to me the following day. One of the workers at the gallery informed me

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