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*Ryatt* Ella moves between the canvases in her studio, sunlight dusting over her bare shoulders. She tucks a strand of her lush, dark brown hair behind her ear, revealing her paint-smeared cheek. Tear stains shimmer in the sunlight drifting through the angular windows like little silver pieces of thread that trail down her jaw and neck.

Jasper's blue velvet robe had slipped and shown part of her breast, and although at the time, when she had sat in the studio, she had been wearing jeans, Jasper had painted her bare leg and foot sticking through the opening, which made it look as if she was naked under the robe. "That's...that's spectacular!" Nick murmured, "Incredible," Richie said. He put his hands on Ellie's shoulders. "That is so lovely, Ellie, and you must let other people see it." Ellie blushed. "I know, it's just...so personal to me. Jasper has an exhibition in February, it's all about love, and he wants this portrait to be the main event." Richie turned to Jasper, "Is she giving you trouble over this?"

Elliot’s arm linked with mine as we moved through the hallways. “Girl, did you think you were skipping my room?!” Tessa squealed, rushing up and wrapping her arms around me. “Never,” I smiled, “Tess, this is Elliot Lakin. Elliot, this is Tessa, my best friend.” Her eyes traveled the length of his body before landing on his face with narrowed eyes, “The hottest ones are always assholes. Tell me, Elliot, do you fall into that category?” I failed to stifle laughter as she stared at him, chest heaving, and pretending that she wasn’t five foot four.

"Let me show you what I've been doing." Elliot watched her as she went to her painting, she was a nice person and he didn't want to hurt her but not hurting Tara was more important, he couldn't lose her again. He would keep his promise to Tara and keep his distance but he would be mature about it. His relationship with Wanda will be nothing but cordial. "You sure were into it, you've got paint all over you even your hair." He laughed. "That's not important." She said holding the front side of the canvas to her body. "Are you ready?"

Gior almost clapped in amusement as Aesthelia managed to have the upper hand. "Name your price," the young man said, glaring sharply at Aesthelia. "Your name," Aesthelia said. "What?" The young man asked, confused, as he added, sounding in disbelief, "Aren't you guys sent here to kill me, the illegitimate prince?" "What was your name?" Aesthelia repeated her questions with a small smile. "Elliot," the young man said. Aesthelia finally recalled some of her memories. The appearance of Elliot in the story made female fans fangirl nonstop, and they were spoiling the entire internet about it.

“I’m so glad.” Wordless, Elle held the sketchbook out to Viking who took it with his heart in his mouth. He knew how important this tattoo was to Elle and when he looked down, he knew that once again, Zoe’s staggering artistic ability, and her decency and compassion as a woman and a human being had all come through. In spades.

Lia nodded in agreement. "Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! This is so...Oh my!" Tania was already staring at the photo, I smiled. "Beautiful right?" "Yeah it is. This is so amazing. How did he get everything so perfectly? Dan's a genius!" She said smilingly. "I told him so." I chuckled. "It honestly is amazing Elle. Of all your art sketches and paintings, I've never seen any one looking so extraordinarily beautiful." Lia said sincerely, smiling over the photo too.

“It was hard and it was honest and it is the beginning of something that will take time but it was real.” She nodded. He crossed the kitchen. He held out a piece of paper. She looked at it. At the crayon lines. At the yellow dress and the sun in the corner. At her name at the bottom in small careful letters. She looked at Zara’s drawing for a long time. Something moved through her chest. Warm and specific and completely her own. She took it carefully. “She has never drawn someone she has not met,” Elliot said quietly. “I know,” Sera said.

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Kehlani immediately came over to hold Elliot, "Elliot, can we go back to the car and wait for Daddy first?" Elliot nodded and turned to Skylar with his big red eyes. "Goodbye, Skylar." "Goodbye! Stop running around, okay?" Skylar warned him. "En!" Elliot obediently replied, wiping away his tears as he walked. Kehlani was somewhat surprised to discover that Elliot was actually so sad when he parted with this girl. What exactly was this girl's identity? To be honest, she had worked with Mr. Tucker for four years. She had never seen a woman appear beside him, and Elliot had never acknowledged any woman approaching Connor.