Tessa
Who exactly is she? And why does he have a painting of us in wedding gowns?
My breath stutters as my gaze flicks between the date and the paintings.
I hear footsteps approaching and I hurriedly step out, walking back into the room.
I am still around the cabinet area when Renric walks in. He halts, locking eyes with me and that makes my heart pound.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“N..nothing,” I say too quickly.
He looks behind me, furrowing his brows. “Did you go into my painting room?”
“You have a painting room?” I ask, looking behind, trying to pretend to be unaware. "Of course you do,” I say, throwing my gaze back to him, my feet trembling beneath me.
His expression suddenly becomes unreadable.
“I just came to put the first-aid box back…” I point at the cabinet beside m
