𝗩𝗢𝗪 𝗢𝗙 𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗚𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 | 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

T W O Y E A R S L A T E R

You all gonna be the death of mine. That's for sure. Last time the reads were till 300 and within the less of the week I get to see that it's now 400+. OMFG! Thank you so much. You all don't know what you have done. My tears aren't stopping and I let them as they are the happy ones. Again a huge big fat thanks and let's make this book with more views and votes with the help of yours. *muah*

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Its been two years waiting for my prey to arrive here and there's a saying goes that patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet. Everything has changed considering my lifestyle as I have treated it to acknowledge Stephan and learnt painting according to my plan. I sigh thinking about the first time holding that stupid brush.

4th March XXXX:-

"Ugh! What is this? Is it a brush or what, huh? I can't even make a smooth edge at the end." I yell at the teacher whose probably was the 10th time he has poured eardrop on his ears as his malfunction pauses by the time I shout at him.

"Sorry miss but you are holding '10' number of brush instead of '0'." He calmly speaks while closing his ears. I sigh picking up the last one and mumble sorry to him.

Later on doing the flowers the brush got disbalanced and fell from my hand in such a slow motion which made the people in the room to drop their jaw and put hands on their mouth while my eyes bulge out from my socket looking at the surface that the brush might fall down and there it goes with a dang sound. The colours splash on my painting as they were mixed with water making them light as liquid.

"Cazzo. Is this how I get my reward after working my fucking arse off?" I shout at them.

"Language, Phoebe." Mom warns and I again mumble, "Scusa mamma."

I lift up the paint blinder and threw it aside making everyone gasp in shock. I shrug folding my arms resting beneath my chest lifting an eyebrow.

"What? I don't like working with those paints. Give me something else. Ok now shoo shoo let me take some rest. Buona notte." I said and wave at them and head towards my room to take some rest.

I chuckle thinking about the memory imprinted in my mind and look at the painting in front of me.

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