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.

my mood change, Rebecca changed the subject and the rest

returned to the palace after being away

this on," he

raised my brows

"What for?"

have a surprise for

put

sure I couldn't see anything and then he guided me away. I could tell from the various scents and sounds that we had wandered outside. Elliot surprised me by lifting me into his arms and carrying

few minutes later, he was putting me down and untying my blindfold. When

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

Elliot, a crease between my brows and tears in

my voice coming

often appear in your paintings... including the one you did of me," he said, shrugging and putting his hands in his front pockets almost sheepishly. "I figured they were your favorite flowers." I was at a loss for words. My heart swelled with gratitude, and I closed

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the Pandora Bloom gallery. However, my paintings were returned to me the following day. One of the workers at the gallery informed me that my paintings did not fit the theme and was told to return them to

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