Chapter 109 In The End, I Got My Girl Back

• Mattew had told her, back then he had to work just to get by. Yet, somehow, he spent fifteen thousand dollars to buy her painting.
• “Had to borrow some, worked my ass off to save the rest,” Mattew said, his voice calm. “I got lucky with a tutoring gig. Paid better than most. But I knew one thing—I couldn’t let anyone else have it. No matter what, I had to get it.”
• Isla sniffled, her heart heavy. “I’ll want to see it next time I’m home. That was my first piece. After someone bought it, I figured I’d never see it again.”