Chapter 11

emma sat on the roof of the hotel staring at the town below. her canvas sat in front of her, still blank. her water cup was still clear, her paints untouched.

"miss...?"

she looked up to see the waiter standing in front of her holding the tea pot. "yes?"

"more tea?"

she sighed and shook her head,"no thank you, im going to leave soon." she got up and started to pack up her paints.

he looked at her,"ma'am...something wrong?"

she managed to smile,"no, im fine. thank you though."

he nodded and left her alone.

emma sighed and packed up her paints and canvas. she picked everything up and headed down to the center of town where there were other artists. alot of them were painting pictures for tourists but the majority was there to study the buildings and practice their own work.

she sat down and set her things up again. she focused one of the buildings. an old cathedral with stained glassed windows.

she sat down and began to paint. she painted every detail right down to the flowers in the stained glass windows.

"looks like a skunk if you ask me."

she froze slightly,"really? i was trying for a flower."

"nah, i definately see a skunk."

she turned around, slightly teary eyed,"hi..."

nick smiled, his crooked half smile,"hey.."

she glanced at her painting,"so did you want to take it back with you?"

he shook his head,"i would rather take you back with me."

she looked down,"but what about...."

he walked over to her and gently tilted her head up,"i got scared emma, i was shocked. but i know that you got that heart for a reason. i know we found each other for a reason. i love you emma."

emma froze,"what...?"

"i love you."

she sighed,"nick, its emilys heart. you fell in love with emily...not me."

"emma, its emilys heart but its in YOUR body. it was YOU i fell in love with. i love emily. i will always love emily. she will always be a part of my life but its you emma. your the one i love now."

she started to cry and he hugged her.

"so does this mean i get to take you back with me?"

she shook her head. "what? why?"

"you said my flower looks like a skunk."

he laughed and hugged her tightly.


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