Three days had passed, and everything was going back to normal.

Niall arranged a special section in the pack cemetery for headstones of my dad and Clarissa, so that I could visit them anytime I wanted to. I loved it.

Even though I visited my mom's grave countless times back in Brightwater Pack, I never really had a talk with my dad like I had with her. Even though his physical body wouldn't be there, it was sweet, and I loved him even more for doing it for me.

We were scheduling a pack meeting, where Niall will officially introduce me to his pack and make me a member.

With everything that had been going on, we never got the chance to do it, but now we can since everything is settled. And even though almost every pack member already knew me, I still had to be officially introduced as Luna. I was more than happy and ready to be just that.

This is all I need.

"Hey beautiful."

I beamed at the very voice of the man I loved so much, and I threw my head over my shoulder to see him entering the small room.

"Hey handsome," I mumbled as he leaned in to kiss me. I had paint all over my hands, and I didn't want to ruin his shirt, so I settled with kissing him without wrapping my arms around him like I always do.

"Aren't you hungry? You've been painting all morning... Which is beautiful by the way," he added quickly when he saw my glare.

I had always been defensive of my paintings. People always loved them, but they rarely understood them.

"I'll grab brunch in a bit. I just want to finish this first. "

"What is it? " Niall asked as he cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out my swirls and contours.

I ogled it myself, not really sure why I was making something so...vague.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "It just came from here." I pointed to my head, causing him to laugh, but he had a focused look on his face as he continued to eye my work.

"I think...." he drawled, as I made my final stroke. "I think it's what your mind looks like. "

I scrunched my face up at how cheesy that sounded as I removed my apron.

"No for real, " he insisted. "Just look at it. You don't know what it is, meaning that you painted it subconsciously right?"

"I guess but-"

"And look at the others you've painted over the past three days. They're all similar. As if they are saying something but... I can't tell what."

"Niall you're being dramatic. It's just paint on the canvases." I waved him off. He could always make the biggest deal out of the simplest of things sometimes.

"Then why do they all look the same? "

drying one, made me realise that they looked the same. The small room attached to our bedroom would soon

eyes widened as I gaped at him, offended and completely pissed at his

was the meaning. Look here..." He pointed at the centre of each of them, and I watched attentively. "There's just a gray, black or white circle in the middle of all of them right?

"See what Niall? "

Your mind has been trying to tell you through the one way it knows it can reach you--art. " I rolled my eyes as I perched my hand

even though I knew what

true pain beneath all

wrapped my arms around his neck. "No more talking," I smirked wickedly, pulling him

the conversation he had been starting. He was probably right, but eventually that little

gently bit his lip. He growled sexily as

had to meet her somewhere in the middle right?" He teased back, not even caring that I was ruining his

how much he loved it. I received

you are with paint on your face with a paintbrush stuffed into your bun?" He

But you can show

to hear, as he pushed all my supplies from my desk and grabbed my lips

***

from my phone and towards Asia who was sitting across

phone before directing her gaze back to it, as if saying 'you can get it, you

She had been oddly calm, non-snarky and polite today--she even told me good morning.

just in case it was someone professional, and smooth my ruffled dress as much as

our guest, and I almost

doing here?" I asked as I gently hugged her, not

from the accident, so I had no clue why she was here, six hours away from home instead

wanted to see you. I heard what

out as I helped her inside. One minute I was fantasizing about the great sex we had, while in another I was thinking about

just worried about you. He insisted I stayed home too. He's not even aware I'm on his

a bit surprised as she stood up. "It's a pleasure to have

pleasure being here too. You've gotten so big."

heard about the accident. I'm terribly sorry." She sounded so

killed the real

fine really," Victoria waved her off. "A little bruises

Tea?" She asked out of

beamed, causing me to roll my eyes at her

"Sure! Zoey?"

asked, not picking up on

anything from the kitchen?"

thanks." I smiled awkwardly as

found kindness. Even before Victoria came and I could label

true nature. If underneath all that hatred for me,

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