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Y/n hugged her legs tightly as she cried. Everything was ruined. Her dreams, her passion, Everything.
She was surrounded by huge canvases, and she was sitting in the middle of it. The whole place was a mess, paint tubes, dirty brushes, Random paper, art supplies all shattered around.
She told her apartment to buy this art studio for herself. Where she could work for the exhibition. She had been working on these painting for 3 years.
But she just found out that the exhibition director exchange her with another artist.
It's not the first time, whenever she gets any opportunity she ruins it.
Y/n is talent and passionate, she gets praises and compliments for her all the time. She even got scholarship and she graduated from the top art school. Her friends and family has so much expectations from her. But she fails herself all the time.
She fails to prove herself, as an artist.
Maybe it's her art. She needs to do better. But she can't waste her time anymore. She already made a mistake by choose it as profession. And now she is 26 and still struggling and making no money from her art.
She shouldn't have been this bold and taken this as her profession. Her family told her to do some other job, but Y/n wanted to become an artist and now she is struggling.
Some dreams should just remain as dreams.
It's time to give up. ___
Y/n stared at the woman, who turned to her. “Give me your phone.” She said.
“My phone?” She was confused but handled her phone to her. She turned off the phone.
“Your phone will remain off, you must turn off your phone before entering the house. And you can turn it on after leaving. While you are inside the house, your eyes, and ear both should be open but remember what happens inside the house, stays inside the house. If any information gets out you will face severe consequences.” The woman said.
This job seems extremely tough, she already got interviewed for an hour, where she had to show them all her legal documents.
She was doubting this job, if she should do it or not. But this job pays well. And Y/n needs it before she drowns in her credit debts.
“What if I need my phone for an emergency?” She asked.
“No emergency is more important than your duty. When you get off, you can deal with the emergency.” The woman replied. That is so strange.
She was taken inside this huge house which was surrounded by different people.
She went inside, and she saw a really elegant woman in her 50’s. She didn't try to stop herself from aging by using Botox. Y/n could see the little wrinkles on her face, but she looked really graceful and pretty.
