Chapter 35: The Painting

I couldn’t find myself moving after finding out that the painting and I looked the same. What the heck? I’m not sure whether I should be grateful that someone adores me or tense because I was painted by someone I don’t know if they exist or not. I picked it up and realized that it was huge and something was keeping it on the ground. I squatted and began to set unnecessary things aside. I thought that this painting would be the last surprise, but no… there’s more. When I was in the middle of clearing things out, I noticed something that was in the middle of the paintings and waiting for me to see it. Is it an envelope with a seal made of flowers and blood? I don’t know if it’s real blood, but it seems to be less that it’s dried. With curiosity invading my system, I opened it and saw a note. I got the note out and read it. It’s for Taddeio.

My dearest Taddeio,

I’m just hoping that this letter will find you. I was scared to death if it was in someone’s hand while I was writing this. I kn