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,”

jaw. If I saw Daisy at that moment, I swear that I’d break her nose so bad no plastic surgeon would take up

of her friends called her name and she turned to her with a huge smile on her face and started

could run off, I pulled her back to

What she said was mean and you shouldn’t have

that was around

before and it came to me as a

counting to ten and he’ll be there…” She signaled for me to come down to her level. With confusion not hidden from my face, I did, “he’ll be there

back behind her clothes. “You should do that too but when you see Daisy, walk away from

kissed my

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

curtly I was taken aback. She was really eager to go theet with her friends. As soon as she got to them, the three of them including one boy, held

pack was really

I would be going into the artist’s workshop today and I was trying to take my time. My mind was so ready to tum and walk to my

studio for what appeared to be an hour. I

decided 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

in cobalt blue and ochre, with soft, natural light entering through sheer curtains that were adorned with splashes of paint. Canvases of various sizes were placed against the wall. Brushes of all

Nothing was missing. It spoke of a language of inspiration and

sat in front of the easel

even hold the pencil. Idropped it out

Zack. I wasn’t his biggest fan but I needed

up on the

I’m surprised you called

I ask you

call me Zack and you’re

in a long time because of what I confided in

or maybe you’re blaming yourself for the circumstances you find yourself or maybe you’re scared your work, wouldn’t be perfect even if you tried again. Why don’t you try letting go of everything and anything

him but his advice was somewhat helpful to me. I was

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