[January 23. Sunday. 2:03]
The twenty-four hours was almost up. And Kael was already tired, for they strolled around Talisay for lunch, and there he tried so hard to avoid their ancestral house in the fear of being recognised. He didn’t know what Lola Leandra would do to him if he was seen, for he was sure that the whole family already knows about his blunder. And they probably despise him.
Arthur also allowed him to play around with his board at a park for a few hours there, though his eyes were always following the board, as if looking for a chance to take a peek from his own masterpiece.
It made Kael wonder what kind of paintings Arthur was making, now that he was doing art in his spare time.
Kael ran his fingers on the surface of the board that was covered with textured acrylic
