Chapter 38

When Grayson climbed up to the attic, he was surprised to find it transformed into an art studio. Paintings were everywhere on the walls, the floor, even stuffed into cabinets. The sheer beauty of the artwork left him stunned and rooted to the spot as he took it all in.

"What are you doing here?" Serena's voice snapped him out of his daze. He turned to see the tiny figure with crossed arms looking suspiciously at him from behind.

"Who painted these?" Grayson asked, gesturing at the paintings.

Serena gave him a look, her tone sharp. "My mom did. Why?"

Grayson froze for a second, his expression shifting to one of disbelief. Then he frowned and scoffed, "She? Seriously?"

He couldn't wrap his head around it. 'No way that's true,' he thought. 'I've never seen her pick up a paintbrush.'

"Of course she does," Serena shot back, her chin tilting up in defiance. She pointed around the room with

a small sweep of her arm and explained, "All of them are my mom's work. She's amazing. Loads of people want to buy her pieces."

But Paisley never sold her paintings. She only gave them away.

spinning with thoughts. 'Could all this really be that woman's work? She's just a housewife, someone who cooked and nagged me. Even Grandma and Auntie Kayla paint her as some clueless small-town nobody.

refused to admit what he saw. "I don't buy

"Why don't you believe me? I'm telling the truth. All of these are Mom's work!" She pointed toward a corner of the room and added, "Look,

girl at different ages: a newborn with closed eyes, a baby learning

painting captured Serena at a different moment, preserving

all me," Serena said, her voice rising as she tried to make him understand. "If my mom didn't paint them, how else would there

paintings, stunned into silence. Without thinking,

head and replied, "You have nothing left. Stella tore

of her mom's hard work being destroyed made Serena's chest tighten with

one," Serena replied with

the best spot, where it could be seen upon entering the room. That was why Serena recognized Grayson the second she saw him. But sadly, it was gone now... Grayson searched the room to look through

about some stupid

he bolted down the stairs with red

"Take that back! My mom's paintings are not ugly!" Her

could he keep trash-talking my mom like this? Mom even said he was my big brother. I don't want a brother like

drown out the storm of feelings

mom's the most beautiful woman in the world!" Serena screamed back. She didn't care if she was yelling-she needed him to

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