Chapter 1

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Narrator POV

It was about 6 p.m. when (Y/n) came home from college. It's the beginning of autumn and the air is verry refreshing, so, as soon she is back in her house, she went straight to change into comfortable clothes to paint. Since it's Friday evening she doesn't have class tomorrow, so (y/n) can start working on an order she recently received.

Her client has a passion about literature and wanted to decorate his house with a painting that representing wisdom. He also asked to make the blue the main color of the piece, for him the blue is the color that representing the best the wisdom.

Enthusiastic at the idea of working on this order, (y/n) entered in her art studio, more or less tidy. We could see a lot of canvases and drawings already embellished by harmonies of different colors. In the middle of the studio, we can notice a large canvas, of, at least one meter and a half height and 90 cm wide, naked from any colors, waiting patiently on tis easel.

(y/n) settled down t her desk, she lit a vanilla scented candle and put a little background music to get in a creative mood. It's always her little ritual before starting a new work. She then took her sketchbook and started drawing messily to get an idea of what the painting will look like, before eventually be able to reproduce it on a canvas.

After, what seems like an hour of working, (y/n) let go her mechanical pencil and stretched out her body in her chair. Satisfied with her bluish sketch that give her a feeling of serenity, she glances at the electronic clock at the corner of her desk "it's already 7:30 p.m. no wonder why I'm starting to feel hungry." She spoke.

The young (h/c)-haired woman got up, put out her candle and the music to get out of her studio and went to the kitchen to make something to eat. She looks in the cupboards and fridge to what she had. (y/n) decided to make something quick and easy "okay a vegetables omelet sounds good" she said as she put out the ingredients and start cook them. Once the omelet is ready (y/n) took her tray and went to the living room to eat.

"A truck from JYP pharmaceutical companies crashed on xxxx freeway overnight from Thursday to Friday. Police said that the driver feel asleep while driving his vehicle and hit a tree. Unfortunately, the firefighters did not succeed in saving the driver who died from the fire caused by the explosion of the engine. The fire also burnt the ...."

(y/n) turn of the TV a little sad by the news 'it wasn't that far from here' she thinks "but even that, why he didn't stop to sleep a little, we keep hearing that in the traffic prevention ads" she said as she took her tray to the kitchen and cleaned her things. It was 8 p.m. and (y/n) decided to make some herbal tea before going to her bedroom. She waits the water to heat up before poured into her mug and wait for her infusion to be ready.

Once it was ready, she took out the tea bag and put it in the trash. (y/n) went to the living room and open the French window to the garden. She sat down on a pillow and brought her knees to her chest, looking at the dark sky and rain falling on the grass. She took a sip from relaxed and rocked by the sound of the rain and the soft wind that blowing in the trees.

Lost in her minds, she was brought back to reality by a sound. "What was that?" she asked herself as she looks for where the noise is coming from. It was then, that she heard a cat's meow that seemed to annoy and frighten. "The meowing came from a brush." She identified where the cat was. She put her mug away as she is getting up "that's kind of weird, there's no more cat in the neighborhood."

(y/n) went to take an umbrella and shoes. on her return to the living room, she went out, lighting her path with her phone, in the direction of the bush where the cat's cries were coming from. Arriving in front of the bush, she crouched down and lit the bush, and it was there that she saw a magnificent Siamese cat that was curving its back clearly frightened by (y/n). "Don't be scared kitty, it's okay I'm not gonna hurt you" she said with a smile, trying to sound reassuring. "what are you doing outside in the rain?"

she reached out for the cat so he could smell it but as soon as she was close enough the cat scratched her and hissed. y / n quickly withdrew his hand and had a little breath of surprise. she inspected her hand and saw a small bead of blood forming on the small wounds. "ok I understand, you're scared. I'm leaving but I'll leave the door open if you want to come in" she said to the cat 'why am I saying that it's not as if he understood me' she thought.

As (y/n) getting up, she left the umbrella to shelter the cat and quickly ran to take refuge in her house. she took off her shoes, went to put them away in the cupboard in the hall (I don't know how to say it, but I hope you understand). "I'm going to make him a bowl of food and water in case he's hungry" she said to herself, pulling out a small bowl and a plate in which she put the half of a can of tuna. Once she finished, she placed the mess tins near the French door of the living room.

"I'm going to take a shower, I'm soaked I don't want to catch a cold" she said, then went upstairs to take a shower and put on his pajamas 'I hope he will come and eat a little' thought is she in the shower.

Hi this is the author, call me Cé

I really hope you like this first chapter.

Is it good enough to be on Wattpad? joking 🙂

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