EVE SANCHEZ POV"Turn around" I whispered, my hand gripping the edge of the door harder. "Look at me, even if it is just once." But it was pointless, and I knew that no matter how hard I wished for just his gaze to land on me, it would never happen. Miguel was a work of art, and just staring at him had the effect of calming me and making me forget about everything that wasn't working quite well in my life. Right now, he was focused on painting and every stroke of the brush he held against the canvas stilled the anxiety that prickled within my chest. But our dynamic was all one-sided. I wasn't brave enough to confess... The fear of being rejected or hurt made me hold back, choosing rather to watch and pine over him from afar. Three months had gone by since the will was read and I became a heiress overnight. And despite Amore's threat to make my life miserable, for some reason, I was still in one piece.Of course, Amore took any chance she got to hurt me, but like a divine interventio
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