Chapter 3

"I told you, I'm staying with Melinda," Charles added.

I'm getting tired. Then I closed the scripture and leafed through the portraits of men.

The portraits were incredibly realistic, capturing every detail of the young men's features.

Every time I lingered on a portrait for a bit longer, Charles would start nitpicking.

This one was too short. That one was not strong enough.

This one's nose wasn't straight enough. That one's fingers were too short.

I went with the flow, happily taking all his suggestions without a fuss.

Luckily, we finally landed on someone who was the total package.

Owen…