FRANCESCA's POV
A perfect smile on the most perfect face, I thought as I continued watching him, memorizing his face.
There was no way I could be able to capture the rapture of that smile on my canvas. It was much to big and encompassing and I could only bask in their entirety for as long as I could and as long as he chose to remain smiling.
“I had no idea you drew this well” He commented.
“Nobody does except…” I paused, wondering if I should mention my brother.
I wondered if he would be able to connect the dots and discover I had been lying to him and I was in cahoot with the enemy.
“Except?” He prompted, watching me… waiting for my statement.
“Antonio and I were the only ones and he always humored me whenever I wanted to do a self portrait of him. We would sit for hours and he was
