#Chapter110
The Painting
WESTLEY
YOU MADE THE right decision. You won’t regret it—those were the last words that kept taunting me after I signed the contract and walked out of the publishing house. I hope I wouldn’t regret it because that story was very important to me. It was like I opened my soul to those who read it. It was the story of my life, my autobiography.
/"Are you ready?/" My dad emerged from the door with a smile on his face. I made the right decision to give him a chance. He’d been nothing but thoughtful when I thought I couldn’t have my life back.
/"You look well-clean up, dad./" I looked at him through the mirror. People always said that I got his eyes and lips.
/"You are beautiful and the strongest young woman I’ve known, Harry./"
/"Thanks, Dad. I guess I got those qualities from you./" I smiled. I could see the love and admiration glittering in his eyes—that was enough for me.
