“Don't you think you've been meeting him too frequently nowadays?” Damon was cautious over the phone, trying to keep his tone calm, and that appeared to be something easy. Elysia chuckled, making a sharp turn to her left, and for a second she looked at the phone, pushing her hair back with her left hand while the right was firmly placed on the steering. “It's just meeting, it's not a big deal,” she assured, stepping on the brakes after seeing the long line of cars. “It happens one in a million time doesn't it?” Elysia asked herself rhetorically, and with a shrug she continued. “Well, maybe today's one of those days.” Damon shifted on his chair, turning it towards the direction of the huge painting that was by his right, his brows knitting. “What's that?” “Nothing, it's just traffic, and as you know… no one likes it,” Elysia sighed, gesturing forward. “You understand now, right?” “Yeah, I do.” His answer came in shortly, but his eyes was locked on something; the painting… it's ha
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