Rose POV
I roll my lips into my mouth as I roughly draw a smaller size of my vision on the paper.
I look at the pictures that I have printed and arranged on the table.
There was a knock on the door, "come in," I say.
I turned my head to see Rahul entering the private studio. I smile up at him.
"Hi," I say looking at him.
"Hi," he said wandering over to me.
His eyes gazed over the studio as he observed everything.
"Mrs Duhamel asked me if I could take part in the national art exhibition. She informed me that you are doing only one piece and she needs two. I would be doing the second piece," he explained standing near my table.
"Wow, that's good news. I was going to tell Mrs Duhamel about your work but didn't get the chance to meet her," I explain to him.
He nods his head with a sm
