Your best friend knew about this, but, for some odd reason, she snitched on you, and you are unaware of it.

As you are working on your new piece, you sense someone is behind you.

You turned around to see Xalvien glaring at you. Your eyes widened. "How did you-"

"Get rid of that now," Xalvien snapped, his tone sharp with anger as he pointed at the painting, his eyes blazing with intensity.