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Aiyana and Chris stood in front of Bathsheba’s portrait. She was sitting on pure white drapery, a letter in her hand, appearing to be lost in thought as a maidservant tended to her feet.

“You know usually in paintings when they portray Bathsheba, they paint King David looking at her… this one is different this is paints the struggle before it all happened. Before lust ruined their lives.”

“You do realize I do not actually know anything about literature, right?”

Contrary to what he just claimed Chris in fact knew the story, but knew fully well that it gave Aiyana immense pleasure to show off her knowledge on all things literature. But, more over, he wanted her to start talking about her father and thought this would be the best way to get her to face what happened.

This trip might be a seduction into love but it was also about Aiyana. It was about helping her. And Chris could not help her if she refused to let him in.