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Wounds And Words

Evelyn

"It's better if we talk inside," she suggested; the look on her face hinted at a revelation, and possibly a barrage of lectures. I had no idea what was going through her mind, but the closest assumption I could muster was that her boyfriend, who'd seen me last night during the entire incident with Chloe, had spilled the beans.

"Well, of course. I know you have a lot to say. Come in." I stepped aside to let her enter, and she walked inside. I shut the door.

"Tell me what you have to say; I have work to do." I spoke up, walking past her and sitting on the bed.

"Is that...is that Jacob's portrait, Evelyn?" She glanced at the painting before shifting her gaze to me, her voice filled with disbelief and disappointment, “And what are you wearing? His shirt?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Is this how you're rediscovering your passion, huh? Is this what you plan to do?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

God, I already despised this conversation.

"Well, I don't see anything wrong with it. I'm
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