Chapter 82

Angela’s POV

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Two days ago, we returned back to the pack. This particular morning, I woke up feeling strangely enthusiastic about drawing and painting again. A part me felt it was about time to get back to the drawing board. I didn’t know if I still had it in me to be who I used to be but there wasn’t a harm in ever trying.

After getting Reina ready for school, I made her a quick breakfast and took her to school.

“Mama, are you happy?” Reina suddenly asked as we got to the school’s gate,

I frowned, “What are you talking about? I am happy”

She only shrugged. “I just want you to be always happy,”

“The same way I want you to be always happy. Are you happy Reina?” I asked her.

“Yes, mama. I have you, I have daddy, I have grandma and I have aunt Brit and I also have friends, Mark, Julle…. she went ahead to start listing probably all of her classmates and I couldn’t stop the smile that plastered itself on my face.

“I’m glad you’re happy, Reina,”

She nodded. “Aunt Daisy said she would be happy if you leave the pack,”

My ears suddenly p r c k e d up. “When did she say that?”

She began counting her fingers. “I don’t know but it’s been long ago. That time she took me for ice cream,”

“Was it when we first arrived here?” I asked her.

“Yes, mama,”

that I’d break her nose

called her name and she turned to her

before she could run off, I pulled her

said was mean and you shouldn’t have heard that. The next time you see her, call

out a new necklace that was around her neck.

it came to

to ten and he’ll be there…” She signaled for me to come down to her level. With confusion

clothes. “You should do that too but when you see Daisy, walk away from her. Don’t listen to whatever she says,

kissed my

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

really eager to go theet with her friends. As soon as she got to them, the three of them including one boy,

pack was really

trying to take my time. My mind was so ready to tum and

studio for what appeared

to try t the 3,2,1 formula and without thinking at the count of three, I grabbed the doorknob and opened it. I walked into the room with my eyes

eyes to a brilliant, yet beautiful space. The room was painted in cobalt blue and ochre, with soft, natural light entering through sheer curtains that were adorned

I needed was in place. Nothing was missing. It spoke of a

front of the easel to

hold the pencil. Idropped it out of exasperation and ran my fingers through

I called Dr. Zack. I wasn’t his biggest fan but I needed help and my mother had told me not

picked up on the second

Angela, I’m surprised

you a question,

call me Zack and you’re free to

long time because of what I confided in you about and

for the circumstances you find yourself

me. I was actually worried about how my drawings

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