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Chapter 90

Author: Victor
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**Emma’s POV**

I was inside my room, packing up my paintings with a heavy heart. Each piece reminded me of the painful memories I was trying to let go. I wrapped one in brown paper, the sound of scissors cutting through the silence.

“What are you doing?” Amory's voice echoed through the room, startling me.

I turned toward the door, watching him step in. “I’m decluttering my paintings. I don’t want to make sad paintings like these anymore,” I explained, glancing back at the piece I was wrapping.

“Don’t throw them away,” he said softly, a cheerful undertone in his voice.

“Why not?” I asked, surprised by his reaction.

“Because they’re good. Your paintings are really good,” he reassured, his words genuine and kind.

I couldn’t help but smile. It felt amazing to hear such encouragement from him, someone I deeply cared about.

I looked down, continuing to wrap another canvas. “Since when do you like them?” I paused, turning to face him. “But you know the paintings Hannah sold abroad?”

“Yeah,”
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