I stuffed my colors and brushes inside the bag. Edwards' painful face kept watching me as if he was begging for mercy. But my heart was turned into stone. I was no longer the same Ezra who had a weak heart, who could melt by kind words and any gifts.
I was f*****g born Princess Wolf, who teaches a lesson to everyone who does injustice.
Ignoring his pleading face, I left the classroom. The school turned empty as most of the students had left now. My body was aching due to stiffness. I pulled the zip up properly, all my lectures were already over when I was in the painting room, so I got in my car and left.
The drizzling started with a loud storm. The rain on the empty road and swans in the pond in our way. Nature created the scenery, which took me back to the painting classroom where I w
