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Chapter 8

''Your parents must be really proud of you then....'' I chimed.

He shifted his gaze to one of his pottery works immediately I made mention of his parents.

'' Yeah, I guess...'' He sighed.

I must have hit a sour spot in his heart. Probably they are no more? I really wanted to find out the reason but I didn't want to push things so I let it go.

''Even if they are not, I'm proud of you....'' I smiled

He returned the gesture with a smile of his own.

''Umm....this is actually not what I wanted to show you...'' He lighted the mood.

''That's not all?....'' I beamed so excited.

He then sailed past me to a canvas that had been hidden behind a sack cloth. Andrew reached for the material and yanked it from the top.

I gasped, my eyes shooting wide.

It was a painting of me with a smile, so care free. My eyes seemed like they had never seen sorrow nor pain. This was how I'd look if every thing was perfect.

My vision begun to blur. I was tearing up.

''This is how I picture you everyday. This is w
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