~Christian~ When I returned, Elena wasn’t on the couch. Instead, she was admiring a piece of artwork on the wall. It was a portrait of a blue rose set against a dark background.“Hey,” I said, announcing my presence.She turned to look at me and smiled. “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t stop staring at it, and my curiosity drew me closer. I hope this doesn’t offend you in any way.”“No,” I shook my head. “I’m glad you’re admiring the art because it was painted by my mother.”Her eyes widened, and she turned back to stare at the blue rose. “This is so beautiful.”I nodded as I stood behind her. “This isn’t the only painting she made. A few were sold, and I’ve been trying to find them for years, but they’re still nowhere in sight.”“Did you ever ask your grandfather?” she asked.“I did, but my grandfather had no idea where her remaining artworks were, and I haven’t been able to find them since.”“I’m sure you’ll find them one day.”“Yes, I hope so because that’s my plan before her death anni
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