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Chapter 53
I strode into the washroom and had my bath. I nearly slipped as I was still lost in thoughts, wondering why someone was targeting me. I gripped the door handle and supported myself from falling, I wiped my body dry as a groan left my mouth, "I can't let them push me to the corner" I mumbled and staggered to the closet, I picked up my nightwear and slid into it. I moved to the yellow suitcase that was placed on the shelf and unlocked it, I roamed my hand on the tools I used to work hoping for inspiration to come. I grimaced as I had no inspiration while standing in front of my working box for hours, "I believe I'd get the inspiration immediately I start sketching" I affirmed, locked the suitcase, and carried it out to my room. I slammed it on the table and sat down on the ground, I breathed
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