Chapter 61 Richard - Paint A Portrait

• I glanced down at my phone, ignoring Sarah's text messages as I walked into my house. Ever since I asked her to leave, she had been texting me incessantly, wanting to see me and talk things through. I supposed she had finally realized that things truly were over between me and her.
• I wondered what she was thinking, Did she truly believe nothing would change between us, even though I married Elena? I wouldn't put it past her. She had always been self-centered, but I just never realized it before. Or perhaps I did, but I just chose to ignore it.
• I paused in the doorway to the living room, my gaze dropping to Elena. She was sitting up on the sofa with her tablet perched on her knee, scribbling something that I was sure was nothing short of magical.