#Chapter 16 Making Excuses

Silver’s POV I had framed my “exclusive” painting of Elliot on the wall in our bedroom right next to his model car collection. I smiled up at the painting, feeling satisfied with my hard work. Elliot walked into the room just then and froze when he saw it. A bemused look crossed his face as he examined the picture and then his eyes found mine. “You framed it?” He asked, noticing the golden frame I placed the portrait in. I nodded. “What do you think?” I asked him. He thought about it for a moment, staring at the portrait intently before looking back at me. There was something in his expression that I couldn’t quite read and for a moment, my stomach knotted. Did he not like it? Was he upset that I framed it and hung it up? It’s not like anyone would see this portrait besides us. Elliot doesn’t like it when others are inside of our bedroom, including the maids. “Did you frame Gavin’s painting as well?” He asked, his tone indifferent. I furrowed my brows a