I was not sure when it happened, but somewhere along the way Mia had rubbed off on me. I used to be a man of few words. Now I found myself stringing together compliments like I was coaxing a child into a good mood, and somehow it came naturally.Her face truly was something. In every exhibition, her portraits were always the first to go. A face like that was worth protecting.From the day Sophie arrived, the gallery came together in half the time it would have taken otherwise.On the day of the opening, Mia and I had just finished our remarks when Vera appeared.She held a diamond ring. “Sean, I want to use this moment to propose to you again. Will you remarry me?”She looked at me, but her eyes kept drifting to Mia beside me. I knew she was jealous.I slipped my arm around Mia’s waist and smiled.“I am afraid not. As you can see, I am with someone. Please do not do this again.”The color drained from Vera’s face, but she did not back down. She produced one of her portraits and
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