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“That’s beautiful” I heard someone say behind me. The paintbrush fell from my hand and I spun around. My eyes locked with Tyler and he had an unreadable expression on his face.

“What are you doing here?” I questioned slightly and I picked up the brush to wash the paint off.

“I woke up a few minutes ago, Charlotte said you were here all night.” He informed me sheepishly. I frowned. That would explain all the snacks and fruits I found outside the door. That woman was putting extra effort to ensure I was alright, in a way, I loved it.

“I couldn't get any sleep,” I admitted softly as I soaked the paintbrush in blue paint and resumed work.

“Why?” Tyler asked. I heard him take a step toward me.

“I can’t explain it,” I confessed as I made a particular thick line in the painting, something that did not fit it but would blend in anyway. I licked my lips as I continued painting, this was my fourth design and I was sure it was late now.

“Is Leonardo still around?” I asked as I paused painting b