Page 55 of His Cursed Heart

Looking at the white ceiling, an idea strikes my mind.

An idea that I don't even think about.

I almost run to the painting room and I see Althea blow drying the paint on the black canvas.

She doesn't hear me, so I take my time looking at her.

Her shoulders are relaxed, her hands aren't trembling anymore.

I look at the painting and I can't figure it out what's on there.

They look like hands, but since she's not finished, I really can't describe the canvas.

But I look at her again. Her back is straight and her fingers are covered in colors. With her left hand she holds the dryer above the place and with her right she adds details.

She looks so natural.

Althea stops the dryer and she puts it on the chair next to her.

"I told you that you're being clingy." I let a quiet laugh escape. Of course, she knows I'm here.

"I need to talk with you." I say in a serious tone.

"Oh, is this our first married talk?" Her sassy answers will always surprise me.

"Yes, so turn your ass around."

She sighs and turns with her brush still in her hand.

Her face is covered also in dots of color and I can't take my eyes off her face, but her focus isn't on me and

that's pissing me off.

With big steps, I put my right hand under her legs and the other around her middle and I lift her in the air, bridal style.

Althea drops her brush on the floor and her angry eyes are fixing my face.

Exactly how I like.

"You have some nerves, Keaton." I smirk down at her and I leave her room just to go in our bedroom. I almost drop her when she turns in my arms, clearly unhappy with me carrying her.

"Stay put unless you want a concussion." I glare at her.

I close the door behind us and I let down the maniac.

"How much would you like to act as a normal married couple?"

"I'd rather die." She says with fire in her eyes.

"Then you'll love this." I say with a smile.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"This is our bedroom." Our.

"I'm not sleeping with you in the same bed. Or the same room." She comes closer to me.

"Mhm, but you will." She opens her mouth but I put my finger on it quickly. She looks at my finger and then at me with wide eyes.