Neil was momentarily taken aback, his throat shifting slightly as he unconsciously swallowed, then honestly replied, “It’s attractive.” His genuine reaction made me chuckle with delight, a hint of triumph in my laughter. “That’s what wild beauty is! Your painting completely missed the mark.” Clearly a bit flustered, Neil spoke softly, “Should I try painting another one? But…” His voice trailed off, suddenly filled with hesitation. “What do you mean, ‘but’?” I raised an eyebrow, leaning in just a little closer. He pressed his lips together, as if summoning immense courage, and spoke with a hint of shyness, “I don’t want Harry and Peter to see it.” I paused for a moment, then it clicked. He didn’t want to paint this picture for others to share; he wanted to keep it for himself. A wave of mixed emotions washed over me—part amusement, part pride, and an indescribable sweetness that f
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