pte

ng for my own opportunity to knock. That witc

ctions, so it's easy for her to sell her painti

iza came along and ruined everything. Ever since they started datin

so you can go home happy," she said sweetly. But I wa

your ugly paintings so you can go home in tears

successful one between the two of us.

angel. If only her attitude wasn't devilish. If I did

ib. 23 years old. Known as the "Wic

er-in-law, is here! Let m

ght

za? I'm not interested," I said in

on my lips. That's it, Annaliza. Show your true colors.

est friend, and I'll never forget you no matter where you go." Because you're

of squeezing her tightly. I kissed her cheek and hugged her harder.

an match her and play al

't push me away because too many people were watching us. She would look

and even gave her a little shove. H

umpled dress, laughing as i

won't be going home with a frown on your face. Isn't that right, Grandpa Henri

o answered her, since Grandma

nly to be elbowed by Grandma. I smirked secretly. G

nly called out her

intings, which Kapitana's men were

between them to help them walk, even though Grandma could manage on her

e back at that lovebird couple. I'm not jealo

my name spoken by my former friend. H

m me, I did the same. I gave him a

d back, looking just the same as ever. You can tell by

ing that I wasn't sad or regretfu

ill, but sorry, I'm wicked, so I won't be dying from just his smile, which,

I replie

ea," he said,

, turning my back on t

e. My booth had a black theme, which stood out from the others. It should have been noticeable, but s

pa Henriko smile and chuckle softly. Grandma simply shook her head at me

I said to the two men w

re allowed to enter, as this was a free exhibit. Guests could also buy the artworks if t

tarting to admire my fellow painters' artworks. I could

d by my booth. I was immediately disappointed

th. It was obvious they were talking about me. I averted my

ything comes so easily," Gr

if no one buys your paintings, what matters

inter here anyway," Grandma Areah teased

Grandma. It's just a little d

sappointment, but because it helps me release th

turn to my usual self. Weird,

tood up from my seat when I he

the same age as my grandfather, with a yo

I remember your mother, my so

d they weren't alone at my booth. I noticed m

they

Dad," the younger m

, it's be

k and white for the painting, with a white background depicting

while gently touching the woman's cheek with his left. The

ut courting. My subjec

mured, catching the at

d son. Despite the old man's age, it was easy to see how handsome

weren't just rich people; they were more than t

ing, how you can see the beginning of their love. Their first meeting, or how they got to

and white. A woman and a man are dancing, while anothe

t reach her eyes, while the man remains tight-lip

es still fixed on the painting. There was someth

the one hurting the most right now. Because even though she's in the arms of the man she loves, she still doesn't h

ded, directing my gaze

-it's not something you can always see, because we feel it. But it's not enough to simply show love without taking action an

matter how much the man tried to resist, he couldn't avoid it. He would eventually fall in love with another woman, even if he had promised to love only on

n with. We can't call it karma for men either. It's only when they lose someone that they realize their value. That's when they'll know they love them-when they give up a fight that no one

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