(CHAPTER 13) ROUGH STROKES.... 💁‍♀️🤦‍♀️

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Cool breeze stirred the fragile leaves with flowers dancing onto it's rhythm. The fresh gust enwrapped the surroundings converting it into a heavenly aura.

Inhaling the sweet scent of rose and daffodils, she drew herself to the open window. Silky curls bounced on her shoulders with small flicks, caressing the divine soul.

The scenery was intriguing, lifting up her spirit. She withdrew the idly lying colors and brushes from the drawer.
Setting the easel near the window, she started her favourite work, with light strokes.

With fast eye movements, the curious blue orbs witnessed the ethereal nature. As if trying to copy it; as it is, her hands were moving in an artistic way.

Baby hair tickled her cheeks and she moved them roughly tugging behind her ear engrossed in the work.

Suddenly, a manly voice shook her hands, breaking the focus. A rough stroke ruined the beautiful painting lacing her eyes in disappointment.

"Ooh, I was pondering upon something and ended up here. I thought it's your parents room. This is the grocery which your mom told me."
Pointing at the carry bags, he excused. His eyes held guilt but looking at her, he couldn't stop smiling.

"No problem, it's alright. You just place it here, I'll carry these things."
She nodded her head moving forward and took some of the things from his hands, placing them on the table.

"So, the paintings which are hanging on the walls are yours?" he asked rhetorically.

"Yup, I love painting," she replied with a glint of adoration in her eyes.
"You are literally good at it. They look impressive. And by the way, I'm so sorry for ruining your painting!" his voice held genuineness.

"Sign of a good artist is that he creates more unique art out of ruined things. Thanks for the compliment, though."

"The artist inside you is speaking. Well, I should leave now."

His face turned in a full blown smile with his eyes on her cheek.

He turned around and left the room and she thought something and looked herself in front of the mirror. And what she saw was enough to embarrass her.

She seemed like a small kid with one of her cheek tainted with colour. With hurried steps, she got busy in removing that stubborn patch.

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Valentina and Peter were engaged in discussion. They were interrupted by his voice, "May I come in?"

"Ya Dom; come in," Peter replied.
Entering inside, he saw healthy looking Peter and Valentina. Both of them smiled looking at him.

"What took you so long? Did you get everything?" enquired Valentina.

"Yes, I brought all the items mentioned in the list. Now, you don't need to be worried. I have given it to Bell. The new ways are a bit confusing, though."
He answered cleverly.

"Hmm they're, you will get used to it in some time. And thanks Dom for saving me and my family in that difficult time. I owe you son." Peter said with a grateful look.

Dom held his hands and continued, "I have told you earlier only, you guys are my family. Do we thank our family members? So, don't do this thanksgiving."

This lightened his heart. Peter smiled at him with his eyes crinkling from sides. Even though he was aging, he never looked tired. He was always energetic and full of enthusiasm.

"And I'm starting my work from today itself. You are going to assist me. It would even help you in future," ordered Peter stepping down from the bed.

"I'm always ready for the help. And it will even reduce your work load." Dom accompanied him to the garage.

Opening the lock they went in. Everything was engulfed in loads of dust. Dom picked up a cloth and started dusting while Peter removed all the tools to rearrange them.

Valentina was happy on seeing the strong bond, growing with Dom. He felt like their own blood, taking care of their health, essentials and safety even before they ask.

He saved them from the burglar, their life when they were helpless. Reminiscing that day, she got chills now also. It would have been her last day on earth but how was she relieved when Dom arrived!

Earlier her mind was suspicious about him, his cheery attitude because of her daughter.
But he protected Bell or else she would have been either kidnapped or killed. Rescuing her was like, giving Valentina a new life.

In wildness and anger that intact,

He is a gentleman in fact.

His life is in danger;

Then too; is saving others, being a stranger.

They say, "Its only one life!"

He spares it for humanity through strife.

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