Dora Marr

Dora looked at the painting on the easel, then turned to Pablo. “Is that how you see me? With two noses? With hard angles?”

Pablo shrugged. “You are a woman of many facets, my love. I can’t even capture them all.”

Dora looked him in the eyes and saw the failed passion, the tiredness of their love. In her portrait she saw her boredom.

She put on her cape. “You will not paint me again.” She walked out, leaving the portrait behind.

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