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How did it become like this? He had clearly said he loved her, but why, exactly why?
Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of the painting, the one she'd painted for him, and she remembered the way he'd looked at her, breathtaking, adoring, happy.
But why did it become like this?
She got up and ran to the picture and pulled down the curtain.
"You drew this painting for me