Hannah’s POV
I had no idea what to think about Anton telling me he wanted me to move into Escala. I mean how did he even know he was ready for that?
How did I know if I was ready for that?
He did have a good point about me practically living here already, but my things weren't scattered around everywhere, and we didn't spend every day together - plus I had responsibilities to Tricia and Patrick. I mean we lived together, technically.
I shook the thoughts from my head, instead focusing on the painting in front of me. It was the one of Anton from Paris that I hadn't finished yet, but that was almost done now.
Sitting on one of the balconies at Escala really was the perfect place to paint. It was beautiful and there was a slight breeze and the fresh air did wonders for my creativity.
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