The Sigma's Reluctant Mate
Inside is a framed picture.
There are little circles and lines and letters that form a sort of triangle shape. I take a minute to figure it out, but I realize it’s a chemical structure. Below the picture, in red calligraphy letters, it says, ‘This is love.’ The ‘o’ is in the shape of a heart. When I look closer, I can see everything was hand drawn and painted. It’s beautiful.
“Zara, d-did you make this?” I run my fingers over the glass,, gawking at the drawing. “What chemical is it?”
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