I’m almost surprised to hear her ask, “When?” “Last night.” Her eyes move around the room. “How?” The side of my mouth pulls up. “Disgustingly rich, remember?” “Why?” Her voice catches, and I’m already striding across the room, capturing her face in my hands. “Because I can. And because the world needs your art.”
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