The rest of the day flew by. We spent the majority of the time with Ruslan, Amelia, and baby Karim. We went out to some of the places we love the most, and I took Emily to a small art gallery Eset took me to about a year ago. I’ve never been a man who’s appreciated art, but my sister struck a chord in me. She explained how every piece of artwork is beautiful in its own way and how the artist’s goal is to embody the emotion they’re feeling in their work. Truthfully, if my sister wasn’t an artist, I don’t think I’d be invested in any of this shit, but I love my sister, so I’ve found a reason to at least try and understand what she loves more than anything else in this world.
Now, the girls are getting started on dinner together, so Ruslan and I are alone in his office with the door shut. “There’s a predicament I want your opinion on.”
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