For several seconds she debated lying.
Eventually she gave up.
"I draw."
"You draw?"
"Sometimes."
Anthony stared at her.
"That's what you've been hiding?"
"I wasn't hiding it."
"You absolutely were."
"It's not important."
Anthony looked genuinely confused.
"Seems important."
Reina folded her arms.
"It's just a hobby."
"Is it?"
The question caught her off guard.
For some reason, she found herself answering honestly.
"No."
Anthony waited.
So she continued.
"I want to design hotels someday."
Anthony didn't laugh.
Instead, he looked genuinely interested.
"What kind?"
The question surprised her.
"Luxury hotels."
"Why?"
She hesitated.
Then:
"Because people remember them."
Anthony remained silent.
Listening.
Really listening.
"Anyone can build a room."
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