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"Why won't you even look at me anymore?" Will said, tears welling in his eyes.
"You know why," Mike said, crossing his arms.
"Mike, what is it?" Will asked, tears beginning to stain his cheeks silently.
"The painting, I know about the painting. You lied, El didn't commission it. So tell me, why did you paint it?" Mike asked, beginning to choke up.
Will stared at him blankly, he didn't know what to do or say.
This was the moment he had been waiting for for over a year.
"Mike"