#Chapter 158: Plein Air Painting

Edrick

As soon as I saw the hurt expression on Moana’s face, I knew that I messed up by taking her tooth. Obviously I still couldn’t tell her about the Golden Wolf, but I realized that maybe I should have asked if I could take her tooth ahead of time; I could have simply told her that I wanted to take it to have some tests done, or anything to not make her panic. She clearly had been frantically searching for the tooth when I came home, and I instantly felt like a jerk for making her feel that way.

Even though Moana said that it was okay, and simply told me not to do that again, she was distant for the next couple of days. I noticed that she was being much more quiet than usual, and whenever she came to bed at night she would simply lay down and turn away from me. Maybe a combination of taking the tooth, getting upset with her over what happened with her ex-boyfriend, and not being there when she woke up for two days in a row made her feel upset.

So, I decided to make it up to her.

One morning, Moana was busy giving Ella a bath when I found Selina in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

“Selina,” I said, walking into the kitchen and pouring myself a cup of coffee, “can you help me with something?”

The housekeeper looked up from the fruit salad she was mixing and furrowed her brow. “What is it?”

I chewed my lip for a moment. It was a bit embarrassing to admit that I needed to find a nice way to make things up to Moana, but it had to be done.

think I really hurt Moana’s feelings lately,” I said. “I want to make it up to her, but I don’t know how. Has she mentioned

much,” she replied. “But she has been a little cooped up since the media attention started. On Saturday, Ella begged her to go out for breakfast. I think they’re both feeling a

and it wouldn’t be long after that before winter came and we would be spending a lot more time inside. Maybe it would

as I always did every morning. I rarely paid any attention to the advertisements, however. At least, that was until something

plein air easel to paint at the mountain estate, but that she had never been able to get any painting done due to the fact that we had to leave so suddenly. Moana loved drawing and painting, and

still had a lot of fun that day. It made me want

at

“I

into the front of Ella’s shirt without a word before sitting down next to her. The entire time, Moana

have some playtime,” Ella finally said. “Playtime outside of the house. It’s stuffy in

the plein air class would be good for everyone,

for the day after the next, so I decided to give a little hint

said with a smile. “Then, maybe all three of us can go out

“Really?” she squealed

caught her quickly glancing up at me with wide, sparkling eyes; that was all the confirmation I needed. I knew that this art class would make both of

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