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,”

swear that I’d break her nose so bad no plastic surgeon would take up the job of

here,” one of her friends called her name and she turned to her with a huge smile on

ma…” before she could run off,

dictate how you and I get to live our lives. What she said was mean and you shouldn’t have heard that. The next time

a new necklace that was

it came to me as a surprise. “who

for me to come down to her level. With confusion not

tuck the necklace back behind her clothes. “You should do that too but when you see Daisy, walk

my cheek.

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

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 hands

pack was really

I was trying to take my

for what appeared to be

opened it. I walked into the room with my eyes closed but as soon as I walked in, I was hit with the

my 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 with splashes of paint. Canvases of various sizes were

place. Nothing was missing. It spoke of a language of inspiration and I didn’t want

a pencil and sat in front of the easel to at least make a stroke

even hold the pencil. Idropped

I wasn’t his biggest fan but I needed help and my mother had told me not to hesitate before getting

picked up on the

surprised

ask you

Zack and you’re free

I’ve not done in a long time because of what I

it’s all in your head, Angela. It might be fear of not committing to your work when you should’ve or maybe you’re blaming yourself for the circumstances you find yourself or

helpful to me. I was actually worried about

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