[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
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Edwin looked at her now being retcieant. He didn't
like talkking about it much if ever. Seeing as this
was not just anyone standing in front of him, this was
a person he was destined to meet. A painting come to
life. "It's just it reminds me of someone.. " Edwin
said and looked back to the portrait.
NM
Ria did not want to push. She sensed this was a topic
their guest did not want to talk about. She glanced
back at the painting and at Edwin seeing the confusion
and hurt lurking in his eyes. "I'm sorry," she said.
"May I ask you something personal?" Their guest
flinched at her words but she could see more
emotions flowing from behind his eyes. There was
a familiarity she could not explain. "Do I know
you?" she asked tentatively feeling like she was
missing something.
