Chapter 27. Sneaking into His Studio

Curiosity got the better of her, and she tiptoed towards Marcus's studio, fully disregarding his caution. Peering through the crack, she discovered Marcus was not inside. Where did he go? When she saw the state of his studio, her eyes widened with horror.

There were canvases hung everywhere, paint splashed on the floor and walls, and stationery strewn about. She shook her head in disgust at the filth. It would take her the entire day to clean it up.

Her gaze was drawn to a canvas mounted near her, and she gasped at the sight of a beautiful painting of her laying on his bed, eyes shut. It looked so realistic that she wondered if he entered the bedroom while she was fast asleep to paint it. She looked about, perplexed, and her gaze was drawn to another painting.

It was another incredibly realistic watercolor depiction of her face, with her eyes reflecting a grief that he had brilliantly caught. Did she truly appear as lovely as he had portrayed her? Cara moved over