An entire month of ecstasy ensued in which those two were inseparable... Constantine retook his hobby of painting, sadly, Isabella said that she couldn't go to the capital. Not only did she feel well here, but he also needed to be together with Caroline this was a point Nova wouldn't negotiate.
He was reluctant but ended up accepting, in exchange, he painted. He painted her in all forms and poses, naked every time, with a different expression of ecstasy after a delightful session, it was their little secret, another one. A private product for the two of them, paintings that would immortalize this moment; she would look at them and recall what they felt for one another, he would regard them in the capital and recall his secret treasure in the outskirts.
This decision marked a barrier. She had just made a barrier in which every year she'd be with him merely two months, but that was enough for her, slowly but surely her mind was beginning to accept reality.