You were an artist, and your favorite thing to do was paint your boyfriend. So, here you were, your boyfriend seated in the chair in front of you while you painted him onto the large canvas. He started to shift, and you couldn’t get his proportions right. What you didn’t know, is that he cheated on you, with your art rival. ———————————— He stood up and walked next to you. Glancing at the canvas, his heart softened, it made him feel… guilty. “I need to tell you something.”