Edgar sat in his room a little pensive, he looked at his paintings, his eyes fell on one painting, it was a painting of her Edgar never thought he would paint someone else in his life and he also never thought he would fall in love with her a woman much older than him who didn't even arrive at the manor that long ago, Kevin even likes to call her "milfs", a term that makes him sick of the cow boy

he took a deep breath and thought for a moment before leaning his head on his desk and starting to think about many things and he knows why he fell in love with her, one of which is because she is the only person in the manor who can appreciate his paintings as much as he appreciates them and how they didn't blaspheme him with his attitude he couldn't lie to himself that he liked it

Edgar also liked how she treated him in a quite motherly way that made him feel comfortable around her even though he obviously wouldn't say that to her or anyone else in the manor he just wanted it to be a secret to himself at least for now

“ahh I'm really going crazy, I really like her huh? when was the last time I liked someone but how could I fall in love with a commoner in this manor” Edgar talked to himself in a low tone he spoke slightly in an arrogant tone, trying to convince himself that he wasn't in love but his cheeks started to heat up and flushed his breathing became a little heavy he shook his head and tried to calm himself