― For a pregnant woman in great trouble
Sighing, I looked around inside my secret haven. Honestly, I bought and built this place for myself years ago after my friendship with Ian became forbidden. I thought I should pursue painting on my own, but I felt that something was lacking. I need Ian with me as a mentor. Besides, I couldn’t just pretend someone else’s life didn’t get ruined because of my cowardice. That’s why I want Ian to share this art gallery with me. I just want him to mentor me and I’ll give him this place.
But he’s right. I'm selfish. And a coward.
I screamed and threw the canvas I just finished. It’s an abstract one. An art my parents would make a good laugh for. What is this? On the shadow of red and blank is a girl screaming. Without nose, eyes. It’s just the blank
