A few minutes later, Jessica heard the sound of Henry leaving with Secretary Allen.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to dispel the heaviness pressing against her chest.

Mabel stood in the doorway of the master bedroom, raising her hand several times as if to knock and offer Jessica some comfort, but in the end, she let her hand fall.

It seemed that nothing she could say would make a difference.

The next morning, Jessica set out with her finished piece and headed to a framing shop.

After picking out a frame, she pulled her artwork from her tote and typed a message on her phone, asking the owner to mount it for her.

When the shop owner saw Jessica's work, his eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait-

this is made out of paper?"

Jessica smiled and nodded.

"You did this yourself?"

She nodded again.

shop owner studied the piece in awe. "This is

flowing gown and delicate features rendered in intricate layers. The Wheelers' home, after all,

admired the work so much, he insisted on doing the framing himself. Once it was set in the frame, it was almost hard to believe Jessica had

a client who's a devotee of Renaissance art and traditional

couldn't risk picking a mediocre frame for them. She'd chosen this shop precisely because it was one of the most

reply: This one was commissioned. It's not

work, pressed

commission

Jessica nodded in agreement.

quickly exchanged contact

piece was fairly large. When it was time

to help her arrange for a

was happy

van to the Wheeler

artwork Jessica brought,

this really made from

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