NovelEnglishIt was too alike! The similarities were too much! From the face shape to the eyebrows, eyes, nose, and that beauty mark on her upper lips-everything about the woman in the portraits was identical to Darin, whom Violet had seen earlier that day.
Violet suddenly felt as if she couldn't breathe, and a sense of absurdity overwhelmed her. The person she had just met was now captured so vividly in a painting, and Kyle hadn't even seen Darin before. How could Kyle portray her in such a lifelike manner? She turned to look at Kyle and Jacob, who stood in front of another portrait. "What about this one? If she lived a good life, with plenty of resources, she'd look like this-rounded and healthy." Kyle continued, "As for this one, it's the sidea, but I changed her eyebrows and hairstyle. This next one shows her in a worse condition. I assumed she was unable to eat enough or stay warm, which is why she appears thinner..." Then, Kyle waved at Violet. "Violet, go on over there. Don't stand in our way." Violet pointed at the painting before her, struggling to regain her voice. "I met this person today." All eyes in the room turned toward her, including Jacob. Violet's arm was still shaking as she pointed at the painting. She swallowed hard, and looked at Kyle with trembling eyes.
"Kyle, did you followto Grovehill Estate today? Did you see her? If you didn't, how could you paint someone who looks so similar? Even her clothes are the scolor!" Jacob had never felt this impulsive in his life. Usually so composed, he forgot the boundaries between men and women. He grabbed Violet's shoulders, and shook her.
"What did you say? You saw someone identical to this...person in the painting at Grovehill Estate?!" Violet was startled at seeing Jacob's eyes bulging in shock. She instinctively called out, "Cari!" Rafael stepped in quickly and pulled Jacob back. "Jacob, don't be rude." Carissa grasped Violet's hand tightly, and met her eyes with an intense gaze. "You went to Grovehill Estate today? Who did you see? Who in Grovehill Estate resembles this person in the painting?" "Darin!" Violet blurted out, still in disbelief. "The similarities are too much! Her clothes are the scolor, he eyebrows, her eyes, and even the beauty mark on her upper lips. Oh my god, if you saw her, you'd think they were one and the same." "Darin? The woman Eleanor saved? The one who's supposed to marry Thomas?" Carissa's expression shifted tically.
"Yes!" Violet shivered as she touched the goosebumps on her arm. "Could Darin be Jacob's sister?" Rafael had led Jacob to the side, and poured him a cup of water. He needed to calm down before he could continue his questions. The forceful gulp of water nearly sent Jacob into a coughing fit, and he struggled to catch his breath. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Violet.
"Ms. Spencer, please... Tellmore." Violet took down the painting and placed it on the table, studying it closely. Taking a deep breath, she felt more certain than ever. But now, she understood why Darin had struck her as oddly familiar.
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