°° HÉCTOR °°I partially expected things to fall through like this, so it's not a complete surprise. I only hoped there might be even the slightest bit of change to prove my doubts wrong.I reach forth to squeeze Xendaya's shoulder, and she turns to me with guilt and disappointment etched in her pretty eyes. I smile. “Eat up. You've barely had any dinner in your belly yet.” Patting her back twice, I walk out of the dining room, ignoring Cassie's angry glare burning the side of my face. I head straight to the underground cellar. My mother already stood by the counter, helping herself with a glass of wine. Oh, not just any wine. The white Grincely wine I got her yesterday. I join her by the counter, taking the bottle from her to help her with unwrapping the foil. “You're not mad right? He's just a pub.’’ “I never asked for your help.’’ She snaps, ignoring my question.“C'mon now. I got it for you so I might as well do the unveiling.’’ ‘‘That painting was you, wasn't it?’’ She asks
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