Craving For Art

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Eleanora pov "It's nothing. I know you must have been stressed from the work you did earlier today, which I have warned you not to partake in," Abigail replied, grinning. "I have already introduced the rest of the staff to him, and you are the only one left. I had sent someone to come call you ealier, but when she informed me that you were sleeping, I decided to come wake you myself. Well, come to my office, he's waiting," Abigail added before walking out of the store where I was resting. Why is she so desperate and curious to make me see her fiancé? I muttered to myself, using my hands to wipe my face as I stood up from the chair I was sitting on. I walked out of the store and made my way straight to Eleanor's office. Opening the door, my gaze caught up to a familiar face, which had

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